The two old men brought by Tain and Eve launched their attack on Billy. Their palms carried a powerful force, aimed to bring him down.
“Die!” Fueled by anger, Billy activated his bloodline power, instantly elevating his cultivation to the Fifth-rank Saint realm. With a flick of his wrist, a blood-red blade aura swiftly shot towards his opponents.
The sight that unfolded before Asher’s eyes left him dumbfounded.
How could a Fourth-rank Saint easily behead two opponents at the Fifth-rank realm? It was beyond his comprehension.
Felicia, unable to bear the injustice, pointed accusingly at Asher and spoke up. “Billy, that scoundrel wants to force me and my sister to be his women.” She exclaimed, “And he also wants Orchid and the others to accompany his friend to bed. You must not let him get away with it!”
Billy’s fury erupted at Felicia’s words. He turned to his wife and spoke with determination, “Harleen, you and Felicia should leave first.”
Harleen nodded in agreement and started to make her way towards the door, accompanied by Felicia and Night Orchid. However, Asher, fueled by his arrogance, leaped off the sofa, launching a dozen powerful palm winds towards them.
“You think you can leave without my permission?” Asher sneered, but before he could act, Billy swiftly retaliated. Blade auras flew from Billy’s hand, slicing through Asher’s attacks effortlessly.
Billy had sentenced them to death, and he would not let this man called Asher die easily.
“You overestimated yourself! Go to hell!” Asher bellowed.
Although Billy had just sliced through two elderly men at the fifth rank of Saint, he still didn’t pose a threat in Asher’s eyes. Asher possessed strength of a Sixth-rank, and he didn’t consider Billy to be his match.
However, his face froze with disbelief as the blades tore through his defenses, leaving him wounded and bleeding. Some wounds reached his bones, causing fresh blood to gush out.
“No… It can’t be!” After suffering a wave of attack, Asher shouted in horror. After speaking, he turned his head to Tain and Eve, saying, “What the hell are you two idiots waiting for? Attack together and kill him!”
However, Tain and Eve shared a glance and hastily made their way towards the door. They understood that they were no match for Billy and had pressing matters to attend to. Moreover, they needed to report Lady Stuart’s arrival in Demonrealm City, so they had no choice but to disregard Asher for the time being.
“Bastards!” Asher cried angrily.
“You think I’ll let you leave?” Billy’s voice echoed in their ears as he unleashed his power.
Then, Tain and Eve were sent flying out of the door, their bodies crashing onto the ground, blood pouring from their mouths. Billy intentionally spared their lives, but it was clear that they had been defeated.
While Billy was dealing with Tain and Eve, Asher attempted to make his escape. But it was too late. The blood-red blade aura slashed at his back, causing his legs to break and him to fall to the ground, bleeding profusely.
“Ahh…” Asher let out a heart-wrenching scream as he crashed to the ground.
“You… how dare you cripple my legs! You’re dead, you’re dead…” After managing to stem the flow of blood from his legs, Asher glared at Billy through gritted teeth and shouted.
“Now, do you believe what I said before?” Harleen and the others approached, and Night Orchid asked Asher with a serious expression.
“Harleen, do you know who he is?” Billy turned to Harleen and asked.
“No idea!” Harleen shook her head in response. “All I know is that he’s not from Demonrealm City. He must be a hired hand from Frigid Fortress and Polar Trading Guild.”
“Frostblade, Rakshasa, it’s up to the two of you now!” Billy nodded slightly and looked towards Frostblade.
As he spoke, he flicked his hand, releasing a dozen strands of finger wind that entered the bodies of Harleen and her companions, unlocking their sealed cultivation.
“Yes, Boss!” Frostblade nodded and walked over.
“What… what are you planning to do…” Asher crawled backwards with fear written all over his face.
“My… my grandfather Reit is the City Lord of Mysthaven City. If you dare to kill me, he will annihilate the entire Skydragon City…”
He also glanced at the ground near the entrance of the estate, where men and women were lying in disarray, clearly dead at the hands of Billy and his companion.
“Reit?” Upon hearing this name, Billy and his group were momentarily stunned.
This was the second time they had heard this name.
The first time was back in the city of Veridiania, when the deputy commander of Northfortia, Ode, had mentioned this name.
According to Ode, he had ordered the people of Last Blood Sect from Polar City to capture the fellow Glavalean comrades, all under Reit’s command.
It was said that Reit had practiced a forbidden technique that allowed him to steal other people’s martial cultivation to enhance his own strength!
Billy and his group never expected that their opponent was the City Lord of Mysthaven City!
At the same time, Harleen and her group also understood why they were brought back – Asher must have also practiced that forbidden technique, otherwise, it wouldn’t be easy for someone so young to break through to the sixth rank of Saint.
By capturing them, it was highly likely that he wanted to seize their cultivation.
“My… my grandfather is… is the strongest in the Central Part. If you dare to kill me, I guarantee that all of you will die a miserable death…” Asher continued. After a brief pause, he said again, “Consider… consider Lady Stuart’s face. If you leave now, I… I won’t hold it against you…”
“Idiot! The so-called strongest in the Central Part, self-proclaimed, I suppose?” Frostblade glanced at him.
“Frostblade, take action!” Billy continued with a command.
“Alright!” Frostblade nodded.
“No… Stop…!” Asher’s face turned pale.
Before he could finish his sentence, Frostblade and Rakshasa both made their moves.
Immediately, the scene was filled with flashing blades and blood, accompanied by Asher’s heart-wrenching screams.
The whole process lasted for several minutes. The young master of the Mysthaven City finally understood the meaning of “lingering torment”!
“Kill… kill… me…” Asher struggled to speak, lying on the ground.
At this moment, all he wished for was death.
Regret surged through his heart endlessly.
If he were given another chance, he would never provoke Harleen and the others, even if it meant his own death!
He was the brightest rising star of Mysthaven City, already at the sixth rank of Saint before the age of thirty. His future achievements were bound to surpass his grandfather’s!
But who would have thought that this trip to Demonrealm City would become his final journey of no return!