“Because Forbidden Phantom Valley is blessed with a high-level array!” Nelson Morris continued.
“It opens once every fifty years, and each time it’s only open for one month.”
“As soon as the time is up, the entrance automatically closes, and no one can enter or leave.”
“The more I hear, the more mysterious it becomes!” Stout spoke up again after licking his lips. “So what’s your purpose in coming to my Boss?”
“You’re not here to tell us this news, right?”
“Half a month later will be the once-in-fifty-years opening day of Forbidden Phantom Valley.” Nelson Morris looked at Billy.
“I would like to invite Mr Billy to enter Forbidden Phantom Valley together!”
“What’s the catch? Are you really so kind?” Judge retorted, “You must have some ulterior motive, right?”
Casey and the others wore expressions of disbelief.
They never believed in free lunches!
“Mr Billy, may I have a word with you?” Nelson Morris continued to look at Billy and asked.
“Let’s talk inside!” Billy said after a moment of thought, leading Nelson Morris into a room.
About half an hour later, the two came out again.
“Mr Billy, sorry for the interruption, I’ll take my leave now. I hope to see Mr Billy in the imperial city in half a month!” Nelson Morris then bowed slightly and left with his people.
“Boss, what did he say to you?” After the others left, Stout asked with a curious look on his face.
“Get ready, half a month later, we’re going to the imperial city of Rainbow Moon Empire!” Billy replied, evading the question.
“Huh? Really?” Stout asked loudly.
“Yeah!” Billy nodded and then explained to everyone.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just as he had been talking for only a few minutes, an elder from Cloud Feather Sect hurriedly walked in from outside.
“Mr Billy, there’s trouble at the Extreme City Pill Society!” he said as he walked.
As the name suggests, the Extreme City Pill Society is intended for refining pills.
The president of the Pill Society is named Isaac Herring, who came to Extreme City two years ago and is an eighth-rank alchemist.
Even compared to the so-called master alchemists in the imperial city, he is not inferior.
A few days ago, when Cloud Feather Sect began to incorporate the major sects of Extreme City, he specially visited Billy’s manor once.
His purpose was simple: he wanted to meet this young man personally and see what outstanding qualities he had.
When he learned that Billy also knew alchemy, he immediately sparred with Billy on the spot.
In the end, deeply impressed by Billy, he expressed his appreciation.
Billy’s impression of him was okay. Although he was a bit arrogant at first, overall he was acceptable.
“What happened?” Billy frowned slightly.
“I’m not sure of the specifics!” the elder shook his head.
“A group of people appeared out of nowhere and asked Mr Herring to hand something over to them. Mr Herring refused, and they attacked him.”
“Mr Herring was no match and was seriously injured by them!”
“Let’s go take a look!” Billy frowned again and led everyone to the Extreme City Pill Society.
Meanwhile.
To the west of Extreme City, on a vacant lot outside the gate of the Extreme City Pill Society’s mansion, two groups of people were facing off, surrounded by many ordinary people.
One side consisted of several people from the Extreme City Pill Society, with Isaac Herring and two other elders of the society bearing some injuries.
On the other side were Marquise Thompson and two elders from Cloud Feather Sect.
Marquise Thompson rushed over with people after receiving the news from his men, and at the same time, he sent another elder to the mansion in the north of the city to inform Billy.
For him, since he had promised Billy to re-organize Extreme City, he had to go through all the efforts. Naturally, he would not sit idly by in situations like this.
The other side consists of a dozen or so men and women, led by a man of similar age to Isaac Herring, exuding a fierce aura all over his body.
He was at the seventh-rank Divine Realm, one rank higher than Isaac Herring. Following closely behind were a group of people with decent skills; a woman of the fifth-rank Divine Realm possessed the highest cultivation among them, and the weakest was at the eighth-rank Saint realm.
“Isaac, you made it quite difficult for me to find you. I didn’t expect you to hide here in Extreme City!” said the man named Tyrell White, his tone heavy as he looked at Isaac Herring.
“Hand over the things. Considering we are fellow disciples, I’ll spare your life.”
“Hmph!” Isaac Herring snorted disdainfully.
“Go back and tell Memphis Mcneil, even if I die, I won’t give him the things!”
“Oh? Are you sure?” Tyrell White smirked coldly. “Believe it or not, if you don’t hand over the things today, none of the people in this mansion will survive.”
“Blatant arrogance!” Marquise Thompson replied solemnly. “Let me give you a warning. Extreme City is no longer what it used to be. If you don’t want to get into big trouble, I advise you to disappear with your people immediately. Otherwise, when you want to leave later, you might not be able to.”
“Is that so? Then tell me, what’s different about Extreme City now?” Tyrell White looked at Marquise Thompson and chuckled.
“Starting from this month, no external forces are allowed to cause trouble in Extreme City. Otherwise, they will be severely punished!” a Cloud Feather Sect elder replied.
“Hahaha…” Tyrell White burst into laughter. After a while, he finally stopped and said, “That’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard! Since ancient times, it seems no one has considered themselves the master of this place, right?”
“What, are you trying to be the king of Extreme City?”
“I’ve already given you advice. Whether you listen or not is up to you!” the elder glanced at him.
“Ignorant!” Tyrell White snorted coldly, then turned to Isaac Herring. “Isaac, I advise you not to be stubborn. Otherwise…”
“Get lost!” Isaac Herring interrupted angrily.
“You don’t know what’s good for you. Since that’s the case, don’t blame me for not considering our brotherhood!” Tyrell White’s eyes narrowed. As he finished speaking, he waved his hand and commanded, “Attack, cripple them all! Show no mercy to anyone who resists!”
Clang!
Upon hearing his command, the dozen or so people behind him surged forward, each of them attacking the members of the Pill Society.
“Attack together! Let’s fight them!” the Pill Society members shouted as they met the challenge head-on.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Soon, the scene was filled with intense clashes and raging waves of energy. The spectators around quickly retreated to a kilometer away.
At the same time, Tyrell White raised his hand and sent several fierce gusts of wind towards Isaac Herring.
“Elder Isaac, be careful!” Marquise Thompson shouted, unleashing a few palm strikes to block the attacks.
“You’re courting death!” Tyrell White had long sensed Marquise Thompson’s cultivation, which was one rank lower than his own, so he didn’t take him seriously.
“Mr Thompson, you’re not his match. Don’t try to confront him head-on!” Isaac Herring shouted loudly.
Boom!
Before his words could even fade, a loud explosion echoed through the scene. Marquise Thompson was then seen being thrown back tens of meters, blood surging in his chest.
“With just this level of strength, you still dare to meddle? Don’t you feel ashamed?” Tyrell White sneered.
“Mr Thompson, are you okay?” Isaac Herring shouted.
“I’m fine!” Marquise Thompson replied.
“I’ll make sure you’re not fine soon!” Tyrell White’s gaze turned cold as he struck again.
In no time, a mysterious seal formed between his hands, carrying the force of thunder as it rapidly approached Marquise Thompson.
“Mr Thompson, get out of the way!” Isaac Herring shouted again.
Whoosh!
Just then, a blood-red blade light slashed from the nearby sky.