“You better not test my patience!” Dawn Ravenwood continued speaking. “You killed a member of my clan and stealing its bloodline, even the Ether Mountain lineage won’t be able to protect you!”
“Idiot!” Billy coldly glanced at him.
“You’re seeking death!” Dawn Ravenwood’s eyes narrowed.
In an instant, before anyone could see how he made his move, Billy was sent sliding back dozens of meters as if struck by a fierce beast. After stabilizing his figure, Billy spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath in disarray. A Half-Step Saint, compared to a Ninth-rank Sovereign, was clearly not the same concept. A casual move could cause serious injuries to Billy.
“Billy!”
“Boss!”
Casey and Ivy both shouted at the same time, then quickly rushed over.
“I’m fine!” Billy wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth and waved his hand.
“I’ll ask again, whose bloodline did you take to obtain yours?” Dawn Ravenwood continued to stare at Billy, asking in a cold voice. “Let me give you some advice, don’t have any illusions. Whatever backing you have doesn’t pose a threat to me! Today, if you don’t cooperate, I will make you taste the misery of a fate worse than death!”
“Damn!” Stout looked at the other person and shouted angrily. “You think you’re so great just because you’re one of the Ravenwoods?”
“You Ravenwood clan really thinks highly of yourselves. How dare you disrespect Ether Mountain? It’s truly laughable. Ether Mountain can wipe out your entire family overnight…”
On the side, Bob coughed, feeling speechless as he glanced at Stout.
Before Stout finished speaking, Dawn Ravenwood’s brow furrowed slightly, and a powerful wave of energy swept towards Stout.
“Stout!” Casey and Ivy both shouted as they activated their full strength and launched a palm strike to meet the attack.
Boom!
A muffled sound rang out as Casey and the others were sent flying, crashing to the ground and each spitting out a mouthful of blood. In front of a Half-Step Saint expert, the three of them were truly like ants, not even on the same level.
“Casey, Ivy, Stout, are you alright?” Night Orchid exclaimed, and Bob and Ian also shouted.
“We’re fine!” After the three of them got up, Casey replied.
“Can we talk now?” Dawn Ravenwood ignored the three of them and continued to look at Billy, asking.
“Come on, let me see how much you’re worth as a Half-Step Saint!” Billy stared coldly at the other person.
“You really don’t know the meaning of life!” Dawn Ravenwood responded coldly. “Since you won’t be happy until you get yourself killed, I’ll grant your wish!”
As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming momentum rose into the sky, and the people around felt the suffocating pressure once again.
“Make your move, as long as you can withstand my palm strike, I’ll let you leave!”
After saying that, he flipped his wrist, and a mist appeared around his palm.
“Come on!” Billy said in a deep voice, his aura surging at the same time. Facing a Half-Step Saint expert, he couldn’t be careless. He revealed all his trump cards, activating the power of his bloodline while also using the Domineering Blade Art.
In the following moment, the dragon-shaped mark between his eyebrows appeared once again.
“Hmm?!” When Dawn Ravenwood saw the dragon-shaped mark clearly, his pupils instantly contracted to the size of a pinhole. Immediately after, he trembled all over, retracted his own aura, and took two steps closer to Billy. Then, without any warning, he knelt down on both knees, speaking with a tone of sincere fear.
“I pay my respects to the Young Clan Leader!”
Seeing this, everyone’s jaws dropped simultaneously, collectively petrified.
“Ivy, what’s happening?” Stout turned to Ivy. “Why did that bastard call boss ‘the Young Clan Leader’?”
“I think it must be because of the special dragon-shaped mark on Billy’s forhead!” Ivy responded thoughtfully.
“Wasn’t boss’s bloodline passed down by his mother? How could he be the Young Clan Leader?” Ian asked with a puzzled expression.
“I’m not sure either!” Ivy shook her head slightly.
At the same time as their conversation, the members of the Meskill family also stared in shock at the scene unfolding before them. As members of an ancient family, they were well aware that almost all members of ancient families were born with a kind of pride and would never easily bow down, let alone kneel before someone. Unless the other person was a highly respected figure within their own clan, even if it was an elder of their own clan, the most they would do was to bow in respect. But now, Dawn Ravenwood was actually kneeling in front of so many people, which was unbelievable.
“Elder San, do you know what’s going on?” Abby Meskill looked at the white-haired old man. “How could he be the Young Clan Leader of the Ravenwood clan?”
“I’m not quite sure!” The white-haired old man shook his head slightly before adding, “It might have something to do with the dragon-shaped mark on his forehead!”
“What do you mean?” Abby Meskill continued to ask.
During their conversation, Billy looked at Dawn Ravenwood and asked the same question, “What do you mean?” After a slight pause, he continued to ask, “Why don’t you suspect that I took over the bloodline of your clan members?”
“Please forgive me, Young Clan Leader!” Dawn Ravenwood trembled all over. “It’s my ignorance. I didn’t know it was you who came. I am willing to accept punishment!”
“I am not your Young Clan Leader. First, answer my question!” Billy furrowed his brow.
“Young Clan Leader, are you truly unaware?” Dawn Ravenwood realized that Billy seemed to be serious and not joking with him.
“Get up and speak!” Billy said in a deep voice before raising his hand.
“Thank you, Young Clan Leader!” Dawn Ravenwood expressed his gratitude and stood up.
“Speak!” Billy continued in a deep voice.
Dawn Ravenwood steadied his emotions and began his explanation.
“The Ravenwoods, due to their different identities, have varying degrees of purity in their bloodline. They are divided into four levels, and each level corresponds to a different dragon-shaped mark.”
“The majority of peripheral blood relatives belong to the fourth level, with a very indistinct dragon-shaped mark, especially the dragon claws, which are barely visible.”
“Ordinary direct blood relatives belong to the third level, with a clearer dragon-shaped mark, and the three-clawed dragon claws can be seen.”
“As for some outstanding individuals among the direct blood relatives, they belong to the second level, with an even clearer dragon-shaped mark and four-clawed dragon claws.”
“The first level belongs to those with the purest bloodline in the Ravenwood clan, rarely seen in a hundred years. The dragon-shaped mark is the clearest, and the most obvious sign is the five-clawed divine dragon!”
Stout looked at Billy and shouted with a furrowed brow, “Boss, your dragon-shaped mark is really a five-clawed dragon claw!”