NovelEnglishNow, Nash's aura seemed to have returned to its original state. It was without a doubt that the 30 days of solitude had helped Nash's powers improve greatly.
Nash clasped his hands together as well. "The secret realm is about to close, so make haste with your search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Leave Bristol to me!" Merrick said, "I'll go with you. I need to avenge the two disciples that the Fiery FlSect has lost!" Dante said, "I'll join too!" After a moment's thought, Nash nodded. "Alright, let's go together!" The three transformed into rays and sped toward the sky, where they soon disappeared from everyone's view.
There was a mountain range located about five hundred kilometers away. On the top of the tallest mountain lay a massive tortoiseshell. The shell emanated a continuous flow of spiritual energy.
Nearly a hundred Eastern cultivators sat cross-legged around the tortoiseshell and meditated.
They were joined by several dozen Western cultivators, including John from the Radiant Guild.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClyde slowly opened his eyes and elbowed his brother, Hawthorne Morris. The two exchanged glances before they got to their feet and headed down the mountain. The other disciples from Moongaze Court hurriedly followed them.
They were about halfway down the mountain when Elistan and Mondo appeared to stop them.
Elistan had a half smile on his face. "Mr. Morris, where are you going with your disciples?" Clyde said calmly, "I'm taking them out to experience the real world!" Elistan clasped his hands behind his back and said coolly, "Are you sure they aren't going to betray my mentor?" Half a month ago, Elistan had officially asked Bristol to take him in as his mentee.
Bristol had achieved mid-stage Profound Oriental Realm after going into solitude, which gave him the right to command Mondo and keep control over the members of their camp.
Several Legendary Realm experts had tried to leave the camp, but Mondo had eaten them all.
After witnessing Mondo's power, Elistan was beginning to let the power get to his head as well.
Clyde, who had achieved the mid-Profound Oriental Realm and was the deputy leader of Moongaze Court, seemed like a small fry to him.
The expression on Clyde's face did not change as he said, "Elistan, does it not hurt your conscience that you asked the enemy to be your mentor? What would your sect think?" He had cto terms with reality after witnessing the fight for survival of the strongest in the cultivation realm. Mondo's powers were similar to a cultivator who had achieved the Divine Realm. There were barely any Eastern cultivators who had achieved that level. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesIn fact, he was beginning to suspect that none of the Four Great Sects, other than the Limitless Sword Sect, housed a Divine Realm cultivator.
Clyde murmured, “Bristol has already gone down the path of no return. You'll only end up dead if you follow him!" He had spent the past month trying to find a way to escape.
Bristol had finally gone into solitude, but he had not expected to find Elistan and Mondo keeping guard at the mountain's halfway point.
Mondo had consumed plenty of flesh and was currently as powerful as a cultivator who had achieved the Divine Realm.
Even if Clyde abandoned his disciples, it was highly unlikely he could escape Mondo.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElistan had a haughty look on his face. "My mentor owns a Basalt shell and Mondo. Not even the founding members of the Limitless Sword Sect could defeat him if they tried. I'd like to see how-"Content belongs to en.kikistories"Elistan Greene, cout now to receive your death sentence!!" Elistan was interrupted by a booming voice.
It was a voice familiar to them.
That voice belonged to Nash.
A frosty expression appeared on Elistan's face as he gritted his teeth and said, "Mondo, dinner has arrived!" When he finished his sentence, he led Mondo down the mountain.
"Elistan Greene, cout now to receive your death sentence!" Nash spoke again, his cold and majestic voice reverberating throughout the entire mountain.
The cultivators sitting around the tortoiseshell all were jolted from their flow state.
Meanwhile, Bristol, who was sitting inside the shell, spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bristol wiped the blood from his face and roared, "Nash Calcraft, how dare you interruptand stopfrom achieving the next stage!"
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