A deafening boom reverberated through the air as the old man’s voice echoed, unleashing a surge of overwhelming energy that swept through like a raging hurricane.
In the blink of an eye, Grand Ravenwood was sent soaring through the sky, his body flailing like a broken kite before crashing to the ground, kilometers away. Blood spewed from his mouth as he collapsed, his body resembling a deflated balloon, barely clinging to life.
“Elder Ravenwood!” Harleen and the others cried out in unison, their voices filled with concern.
Simultaneously, an elderly man appeared beside the young man known as Asher, his aura radiating the unmistakable presence of a late-stage Saint, at least an Eighth-rank Saint.
“Master Asher, are you unharmed?” the old man asked Asher with genuine worry etched on his face.
“I’m fine!” Asher shook his head, his eyes burning with anger as he pointed accusingly at Grand Ravenwood, who lay a kilometer away. “That bastard nearly took my life. I want him dead, now!”
“Understood!” The old man nodded solemnly and swiftly moved towards Grand Ravenwood, his determination unwavering.
“Let us fight him together!” Elder Wood shouted, taking a deep breath before charging forward, raising his hand to meet the impending attack.
“Attack together, halt him!” Azure Dragon’s voice thundered in the air.
Without hesitation, Harleen and the others activated their own tactics, bravely charging ahead.
“You bunch of ants!” The opposing old man sneered, his hand sweeping through the air, unleashing a barrage of palm winds.
Boom!
With undeniable finality, the palm winds struck their targets, sending Harleen and the others hurtling through the air. They crashed heavily onto the ground, each one spitting out a mouthful of blood, their bodies bearing the weight of severe injuries.
Elder Wood and the others, who had been at the forefront, suffered no less than Casey’s fate.
Their current strength proved woefully inadequate against an Eighth-rank Saint, leaving them with no chance of victory.
The old man continued his relentless advance towards Grand Ravenwood.
“How dare yo have murderous intent toward Master Asher, you shall pay for it in your next life!” When he came within a hundred meters, he glanced disdainfully at Grand Ravenwood and spoke with icy indifference.
“Stop!” Harleen’s voice pierced through the chaos as she struggled to rise from the ground.
Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she turned her gaze towards Asher and shouted, “Release Elder Ravenwood. Tell us your conditions, we will consider them…”
“Will you agree to any condition?” Asher smirked, his voice dripping with arrogance.
“Yes!” Harleen took a deep breath, her resolve unyielding.
“In that case, what if I want you to be my woman?” Asher’s smile twisted with a hint of wickedness before Harleen could respond.
“You’re delusional!” Felicia and Night Orchid shouted in unison, their voices filled with defiance.
“So you refuse, then?” Asher shrugged, his gaze shifting to the old man with a serious tone. “Take action, kill him!”
“Stop!” Harleen’s voice rang out once again.
“Have you agreed?” Asher looked at Harleen with a mixture of curiosity and impatience.
“First, release my companions!” Harleen took another deep breath, her voice unwavering.
At that moment, Asher’s satellite phone chimed, interrupting their tense standoff.
After a brief conversation, Asher concluded the call and gave instructions to the old man.
“Confiscate all their phones and bring them back to the manor!”
“Yes, sir!” The old man responded with a resounding affirmation.
…
Around three in the afternoon, Billy and his mother arrived near the main gate of Demonrealm City.
Unlike Skydragon City, Demonrealm City was enclosed by towering walls, devoid of any moats. Entering Skydragon City required a medium-grade Spiritual Stone, while entering Demonrealm City demanded ten.
Moments later, after exchanging their Spiritual Stones, the two hurriedly made their way towards the inn where Harleen and the others were staying. It was their only lead to find someone.
Demonrealm City’s scale was comparable to that of Skydragon City, yet its population was only about two-thirds of the latter. After all, for ordinary merchants and the general public, Skydragon City offered far greater safety compared to Demonrealm City.
“Mom, Harleen and the others are staying at this inn!” Billy pointed out as they arrived at an inn in the eastern part of the city.
“Let’s go inside!” Stephanie nodded, and the two entered the lobby.
“Do you require accommodation?” a woman in uniform approached them upon seeing their arrival.
“Are the Glavaleans on the third floor in their rooms?” Billy asked.
“No, they left early in the morning!” the woman replied, slightly taken aback.
“Do you know where they went?” Billy continued questioning.
“I don’t know!” the woman shook her head.
“Has anything unusual happened today?” Billy stared intently at her.
“No!” a hint of panic flashed in the black woman’s eyes. “If you’re not staying here, don’t waste my time. Please leave!”
“You better tell me the truth!” Billy’s tone grew cold, his gaze not missing the slightest hint of peculiar behavior.
“I already said there’s nothing!” the woman immediately turned to leave.
“My patience is wearing thin. If you don’t speak up, you’ll suffer the consequences!” Billy warned.
At the same time, a wave of pressure surged forth, instantly enveloping the woman.
“I… I really don’t know where they went…” The woman suddenly felt suffocated, shivering involuntarily.
“I… I only heard that during lunch at the restaurant, they had a conflict with someone. You… you can go there and ask…” she stammered.
“Which restaurant?” Billy’s brow furrowed slightly.
“The one in front, called Gourmet Haven…” the woman pointed in the direction of the restaurant’s entrance.
She had originally wanted to avoid trouble, as she had grown accustomed to indifference during her time in Demonrealm City. But she sensed that if she didn’t speak up, Billy might even kill her.
“You better not be lying to me!” Billy said before turning away with Stephanie.
Two minutes later, they arrived at the entrance of Gourmet Haven.
Since it was no longer mealtime, there were only a dozen staff members busy cleaning, with no other customers in the restaurant.
“Dining?” a waiter glanced at them.
“Did a group of Glavalean people have a conflict with someone here during lunch today?” Billy asked.
“Conflicts happen here every day, I don’t know who you’re talking about,” the waiter replied after sizing them up.
“If you’re here to dine, please take a seat. If you’re here to find someone, please leave. We don’t have the person you’re looking for!”
“I’ll ask one more time!” Billy’s tone grew stern. “Who did they have a conflict with?”
“You’re deliberately looking for trouble, aren’t you?” the waiter spoke angrily. “I’ll give you one minute, get out…”
Before he could finish his sentence, he was sent flying, knocking over two tables and falling to the ground. Witnessing this scene, the people in the hall who were busy suddenly rushed over.
“I see you’re tired of living!” One of the men shouted angrily, raising his hand to attack.
Without hesitation, the others followed suit, rushing towards Billy and Stephanie.
Boom!
After a gust of wind, just like the waiter earlier, everyone was sent flying, writhing on the ground in pain.
“Who are you people? How dare you act so recklessly here!” At this moment, a middle-aged man walked down the stairs.