Reit was the third-ranked powerhouse in Northfortia. Although Ernest Shepherd and Otis Hum had never met him before, they had heard of Reit’s name long ago. A hundred years ago, several Western countries challenged Glavale, and Reit was the leader of Northfortia at that time.
“You jest, Your Excellency. In this vast world, there is nowhere that I, Reit, dare not go!” Reit chuckled. After speaking, he turned to Emperor Greenleaf and bowed slightly, “Emperor Greenleaf, it’s been a long time!”
“You seem quite confident, don’t you?” Emperor Greenleaf narrowed his eyes slightly, “Or perhaps, you believe you can defeat me now?”
“You overestimate me. Even if I am arrogant, I would never claim to be able to surpass you, Emperor Greenleaf!” Reit smiled in response. His words didn’t carry much pretense. He was well aware that even the top-ranked powerhouse of Northfortia, openly known as the strongest, might not be a match for Emperor Greenleaf. Of course, whether there were hidden experts with that level of strength was another matter.
“So what you’re saying is, I dare not kill you?” Emperor Greenleaf glanced at him.
“In this world, is there anything that Emperor Greenleaf dares not do?” Reit smiled again.
After a brief pause, he changed the subject, “I came here today to propose a trade with Emperor Greenleaf.”
Emperor Greenleaf glanced at him but didn’t respond to his words.
“Glavale should have already received the seventh wave of national fortune, right?” Reit continued.
“If you agree to stop here, then we in Northfortia can promise not to make a move against Glavale in Polar Domain for three months!”
“Otherwise, we can’t guarantee that the people of Glavale will still be able to stay there next month!”
“Northfortia really thinks highly of themselves, huh?” Milo Guzman sneered, “If you have the ability, then give it a try!”
“Emperor Greenleaf, about my proposal…” Reit didn’t pay attention to Milo Guzman’s words and continued to address the emperor.
“Kill him!” Emperor Greenleaf interrupted him directly.
The Glavale Sovereign was never threatened by anyone!
Northfortia really thought they were the rulers of the world, actually coming to the Kun Lun Mountains to threaten the Glavale Sovereign. How audacious!
“Very well!” Urban Woolery and Milo Guzman simultaneously made their move, charging towards the two people behind Reit.
“Emperor Greenleaf, have you considered the consequences of your actions?” Reit’s pupils contracted slightly.
“If you dare to kill us, the people of Glavale in the Polar Domain…”
“Glavale fears no one’s threats, especially not you, Northfortia!” Emperor Greenleaf interrupted him with a deep voice.
As his words fell, a powerful king’s aura burst forth from his body. If one were to observe carefully, they would notice that faint dragon-shaped phantoms coiled around Emperor Greenleaf, revealing the majesty of an emperor. Then, he raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike. Seemingly casual, but containing destructive energy, the palm strike swept through with a ferocious force, causing the wind to rise and the clouds to surge, like a hurricane sweeping through.
“Damn it!” Reit cursed. After taking a deep breath, he quickly activated his true energy and retaliated with a palm strike of his own, trying to block Emperor Greenleaf’s attack.
Boom!
After a loud explosion, Reit was sent flying hundreds of meters away, leaving an arc-shaped trail of blood in the air. Then, he crashed into two towering trees, breaking them in half, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time. At least a third of his bones were broken, his aura was extremely weak, and his face was filled with shock. Clearly, he never expected Emperor Greenleaf’s skills to be this formidable. He couldn’t even take a single blow from him.
Without thinking too much, Reit quickly got up from the ground and immediately dashed into the woods. Emperor Greenleaf’s skills surpassed his own estimation. If he didn’t leave now, this third-ranked powerhouse of Northfortia would be forever stuck at the peak of the Kun Lun Mountains.
“I let you live, and it’s my way of sending a message back to Northfortia, and yet you still think of escaping?” Emperor Greenleaf’s voice echoed once again.
From his words, it seemed like he had shown mercy earlier. As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash, covering a distance of kilometers in the blink of an eye.
Simultaneously, a wave of energy more powerful than the previous palm strike surged towards Reit like a raging flood.
“Emperor Greenleaf, you can’t kill me! If you kill me, Northfortia…” Sensing the dense killing intent in the air, Lei Te blurted out.
Before he could finish his words, a burst of blood mist exploded in mid-air, instantly dissipating into nothingness. In his final moments, infinite regret filled his heart. If he had known that today would be his last stand, he would never have accepted this mission! As the third strongest in Northfortia, he held a position of great honor and status, both in Northfortia and in the world. With his cultivation level, he could have easily lived for another hundred and eighty years without any problems.
But now, he died just like that!
Before coming here today, he had considered the possibility that Emperor Greenleaf would make a move, but he had confidence in himself. He believed that with his strength, even if he couldn’t win, he would be able to retreat unscathed. However, reality slapped him hard in the face. He greatly overestimated his own strength and underestimated Emperor Greenleaf’s skills.
Bang!
At the same time, the old man who was fighting against the State Minister Urban Woolery was also lifted into the air by a palm strike. After flying three to four hundred meters, he crashed into a giant rock, shattering it into pieces, and the old man fell lifelessly to the ground. With his mouth agape, he couldn’t utter a sound, his body convulsed a few times, and he breathed his last.
Seeing this, the last old man, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Milo Guzman, didn’t hesitate and immediately retreated. If he didn’t leave now, he would only be waiting for death.
“Did I allow you to leave?” What made him despair was that just as he leaped away, Emperor Greenleaf’s voice entered his ears.
Then, before the old man could react, he felt like he had been struck by a moving mountain, and more than half of his bones were broken.
“T-Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing my life…” After coughing up several mouthfuls of blood while lying on the ground, he struggled to lift his head and look at Emperor Greenleaf, who was walking towards him. He was well aware that he had deliberately spared him; otherwise, he would have already perished.
“Go back and tell your ruler!” Emperor Greenleaf towered above him and spoke in a deep voice. “Glavale is no longer the Glavale of a hundred years ago. If Northfortia wants trouble, bring it on! Glavale is ready to face you anytime! Furthermore, make sure he remembers this: the Polar Domain, how much territory Northfortia snatched from Glavale’s hands, Glavale will soon reclaim it tenfold!”
“Now, get out of here!”
“T-Thank you… thank you for sparing my life…” The old man climbed to his feet and quickly ran down the mountain.
“Guzman, tomorrow, go to the Wind & Cloud Holy Sect yourself!” Emperor Greenleaf then turned around and walked back to the flat ground, looking at Milo Guzman. “Tell them to send the four Sovereigns promised by Wesley Strickland to the Polar Domain within three days. If they refuse to comply, tell them that within three days, I will personally pay them a visit and make sure they are prepared for annihilation!”