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Puff!
After a prolonged silence, Yaquis Holiness suddenly clutched his chest, and a mouthful of blood
sprayed out due to the raging fire attacking his heart.
Hatred and anger surged instantly, pushing him to the brink of a frenzy. He felt anguish for the losses of
dozens of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank powerhouses, as well as for the tens of thousands of living beings
whose heads had been severed in this place.
These Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank living beings were different from other cultivators. They were a group of
alchemists, a rare find in the entire Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds.
He had painstakingly assembled this formidable alchemy team. Although not comparable to Mount
Elixir of the Timaeus Sect, it undoubtedly secured the second position in the Ancient Genesis World.
However, two entire entrapochs of his efforts were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye, vanishing
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwithout a trace. More importantly, he mourned the substantial amounts of elixirs hidden here. Those
were his hard-earned savings over several entrapochs.
With this loss, even if the new alliance was established, what could be used to contend with the
Timaeus Sect? What could the Leader of this new alliance use to attract other major forces to join?
In an instant, Yaquis Holiness felt his grand ambitions crumbling. The simultaneous destruction of the
three major secret realms was not just pulling the rug from under him. It was a severe blow to the
Yaquis Sect.
"Sect Leader!" An elderly man with disheveled hair supported Yaquis Holiness. "Are you okay?"
How could he be okay with spitting blood?
Yet, as the Sect Leader, Yaquis Holiness had to steady his mind in this critical moment, even if rage
boiled within him. otherwise, chaos would ensue in the Yaquis Sect.
Thus, he gradually straightened his posture and lifted his head with feigned arrogance. "The Timaeus
Sect is despicable and shameless, thinking these petty disruptions could stop the rise of our sect. They
are delusional."
Pointing ahead, he shouted, "Go and see if there are any survivors. Rescue those who can be saved."
With his command, the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank powerhouses behind him charged forward. Soon, a
middle-aged living being with disheveled hair and a charred body was brought over.
"I'm guilty, Sect Leader!" Yaquis Holiness furrowed his brows as he looked at him. "Are you Cedric
Derek?"
"Yes, it's me," the middle-aged living being called Cedric Derek raised his head. "Please rest assured,
most of our stored elixirs have been preserved. Only a small portion was taken away. Thanks to the
restrictions you personally imposed, the enemy couldn't break them easily."
As these words were spoken, Yaquis Holiness clutched Cedric like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline.
"Is what you're saying true?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Absolutely!" Cedric nodded hurriedly. "Our mid to high-tier elixirs are intact. It's just a pity for so many
alchemy disciples."
A wild joy appeared on Yaquis Holiness' face. He patted Cedric's shoulder, then swiftly dashed towards
the blue-flamed planet.
On the other side, James arrived in an unknown area through the Grimlore Map.
Surveying the hazy surroundings, he sat down. Although he had gone berserk in these past years, the
exhaustion today surpassed that entire period.
Controlled by Lesia, he not only eliminated a Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation powerhouse
but also a Fourth Tribulation and dozens of Third Tribulation and below.
Such achievements would be deemed unparalleled glory anywhere. Unfortunately, this battle was too
draining, almost depleting all the Genesis Power within him.
"Let's swallow a couple of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank elixirs to replenish," transmitted Lesia. "Let me tell
you, don't be stingy with your Genesis Power if you're going to fight. I've noticed many naturally gifted
living beings facing issues in this regard."
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