Reese Boyer opened his mouth, and a large amount of blood gushed from the wound. Like Kale Boyer before him, he fell straight to the ground, his face filled with endless unwillingness. He probably never imagined that he would die in a place like the Forbidden Ruins Space, which he had never taken seriously.
“Bastard! You actually killed them? Prepare to die!” At that moment, an extremely angry voice of an old man echoed above Esteban Stuart’s head. Immediately, Esteban felt the space around him twist as if being wrung into a ball. He sensed a barrier-like structure enveloping him, resembling a net trapping him.
Instinctively, he raised his hand and struck several palm winds at the net, but it had no effect. To his shock, the barrier net began to shrink rapidly before his eyes. It was clear that the opponent intended to slice him into pieces.
“Hmm?!” Esteban’s pupils contracted as he watched the net closing in.
A powerful aura burst from his body, trying to slow the net’s contraction.
Simultaneously, he wielded a sword formed from Chi power, slashing countless sword beams at the net. However, his opponent’s skill was superior, beyond what he could contend with.
In just a few breaths, the net was only a few meters away from Esteban. He was powerless at this critical moment. Suddenly, a gust of air roared in, and the barrier net exploded. The strong shockwave hit Esteban, causing him to vomit blood.
“Stuart, are you alright?” An old man’s figure appeared a thousand meters away. Dressed in a gray robe with white hair and youthful features, holding a whisk, it was the old master of Ether Mountain.
“Thank you, old master. I’m fine!” Esteban Stuart responded loudly.
“Good! Leave this to me; go check on the others!” the old master replied.
“Alright!” Esteban quickly flashed to the left void where Alvin Hatfield and two Guardian Alliance elders were fighting.
“Hmph! Did I allow you to leave?” The angry voice of the old man who had attacked earlier rang out. “Stay here!” A massive hand emerged from the void in front of Esteban, reaching for him.
“Idiot!” the old master of Ether Mountain retorted. His whisk swept out a gust of wind that shattered the phantom hand instantly.
“Be careful, old master!” Esteban said before turning away.
“No worries! It’s just an ant!” the old master replied.
“None of you will leave here alive today!” A blue-robed old man appeared a thousand meters in front of the old master. He was the one who had attacked earlier.
“Just you?” the old master replied dismissively.
“Bastard! You lowly peasant from an inferior civilization, you’ll pay for your arrogance…” the blue-robed old man roared angrily.
“Enough! Shut up! Your breath stinks!” the old master interrupted. “Even if you’re from a higher civilization, I’ll beat you so badly your mother won’t recognize you!”
Before the blue-robed old man could respond, the old master continued, “By the way, I forgot to ask, are you human or beast? Was that woman I killed earlier your lover?”
The old master had stayed behind because he sensed many strong opponents hidden nearby.
While Esteban Stuart fought Reese Boyer and his brother, the old master had already dealt with several enemies, including the woman he mentioned.
She was strong, on par with the blue-robed old man, and together they had pressured the old master. However, she was ultimately swept into oblivion by his whisk.
“I’ll skin you alive!” The blue-robed old man’s eyes turned red with rage. A terrifying aura erupted from him, shaking the surrounding void as if it would collapse. He continuously flipped his wrist, sending violent marks toward the old master.
“Aren’t you from a higher civilization? Is this all you’ve got?” The old master swept his whisk, shattering all the marks.
“You’ll soon see my true power!” The blue-robed old man roared. A spiritual power wave spread out as he raised his hand.
A barrier net similar to before enveloped the old master. This time, it was made of black flames with lightning entwined around it, sparking occasionally with crackling sounds.
It was clearly stronger than the previous net.
“Contract!” The blue-robed old man commanded. The barrier net shrank rapidly toward the old master, slicing through space like fragments. The old master stood still without much expression on his face.
“So ignorant!” The blue-robed old man sneered as he watched the old master remain motionless. He knew well the power of his barrier net.
Even someone two or three levels higher wouldn’t survive if caught by it. He seemed to already see the old master’s body being sliced into countless pieces.
However, his expression soon stiffened as the barrier net stopped ten meters away from the old master. No matter how hard he tried, it wouldn’t move an inch closer as if frozen in mid-air.
“How is this possible?” The blue-robed old man’s pupils contracted.
“Elder Boyer, I told you not to underestimate him. Do you believe me now?” A man’s voice came from a thousand meters away. A sixty-year-old man with thick eyebrows and bright eyes flew over without any aura fluctuation. It was Robert Hatfield, the current lord of Sky City.
As he approached, he greeted the old master, “Old master, long time no see. How have you been?”
“You finally showed yourself?” The old master looked at Robert Hatfield calmly. As he spoke, he swept his whisk, shattering the black barrier net instantly.