Lilianna Norman’s expression was bewildered, unable to understand what Carson Flores ant for a mont.
"Blood scent?"
Lilianna Norman recalled the scene of their earlier eting, and after a mont, nodded: "Now that you ntion it, it does seem like it; he does have a blood scent on him, but I didn’t notice. Why suddenly ntion this?"
Carson Flores furrowed his brow and said, "The scent of blood, it’s sowhat familiar, making have so unpleasant associations."
Lilianna Norman’s eyes suddenly widened: "Path of Refinent?"
When the Demon Race and Human Race first began their war, many cultivators of the Refinent Path joined the Demon Race, unleashing horrific refinent upon the cities of the Human Race, transforming these people into countless blood beads.
These blood beads were rich with spiritual energy and vitality; by using special thods of the Path of Refinent to absorb the blood beads, one’s strength would improve rapidly, even breaking through bottlenecks.
Back at Eastflow’s Hollow Void, the Eastflow Ancestor had been stuck at the Peak of Golden Immortal for countless years, his lifespan nearing its limit. The thod he used was inviting many friends, hosting a longevity banquet, setting traps, intending to refine all the guests into blood beads to help him break through to Heavenly Immortal, wasn’t it?
Carson Flores nodded: "Indeed, the Path of Refinent still has many hidden disciples in the Immortal Realm. Back then, he dealt with these practitioners of the Refinent Path, even eting immortals who practiced the Path of Refinent, so he likely mastered the cultivation laws of the Path of Refinent."
Lilianna Norman widened her eyes: "You suspect he progressed so rapidly by using the Path of Refinent, refining others’ essence blood to boost his own strength?"
Carson Flores’s brows were tightly knitted: "He ntioned earlier that his situation in the Sky Wolf Palace isn’t good, being trampled by others. Given his personality, if he possesses the thods of the Path of Refinent, do you think he would use them?"
"He would!"
Lilianna Norman answered without hesitation: "He is a thorough hero, believing only in the strong, believing in the notion that great achievents co at the cost of countless sacrifices. If killing can enhance his power, he would kill without hesitation, without the slightest doubt."
After a pause, Lilianna Norman looked at Carson Flores with concern: "If your suspicion is true, what would you do?"
Carson Flores smiled bitterly: "There’s nothing I can do. I can’t interfere with him; speaking of which, as he keeps growing stronger, if I succeed in separating him, the one who benefits would still be my father."
"I can’t very well run to the Sky Wolf Palace and report him to the Palace Master, saying he might be cultivating using the Path of Refinent; who knows how they would view ."
Lilianna Norman comforted: "No matter how many he kills or how much evil he does, it has nothing to do with your father. Just like you, he only has a sliver of consciousness left, unable to stop anything."
Carson Flores exhaled and turned his head: "Let’s go, back to the Heavenly Fox Palace."
The three turned and left, while at the sa ti, in the Sky Wolf Palace’s main hall, mbers of the Heavenly Alliance who had been observing the group from afar through spells also breathed a sigh of relief.
At last, this little scourge departed!
Even though they hadn’t killed him, feeling a bit regretful, everyone ultimately felt relieved.
No need to entangle with this kid anymore.
After all, thinking back, from the Barbaric Wilderness Realm onwards, Red-robed Blood Envoy, Black Cloth Blood Envoy, White Cloth Blood Envoy, and even the Alliance Hierarch have all dealt with Carson Flores; except for the White Cloth Blood Envoy who harbored no malicious intent and inexplicably gained so benefits, which among the others didn’t suffer a great loss?
It’s quite astonishing to think about it; a group of Peak Heavenly Immortals repeatedly outsmarted by a lad who could be crushed with a hand—it truly breaks one’s defenses!
Ricky Butler spoke: "Alright, now that this kid’s gone, we can calmly wait for our sect’s reinforcents here."
Soone asked: "Alliance Hierarch, how soon will the reinforcents arrive, and will powerful beings above Great Land co this ti?"
Aydin Hatfield’s expression was slightly cold, as the arrival of Great Land beings indirectly proved his incompetence.
But, what could be done, since he had indeed lost?
Aydin Hatfield nodded lightly: "They will co, and I estimate it will be the youngest but most battle-hungry sovereign from the Battle Hall."
Upon hearing that, everyone imdiately showed expressions of excitent.
Great Land Sovereign!
A being above Great Land versus one below is like an immortal versus a Hollow Void—a complete devastation.
Even Nico Weaver is destined to be easily killed!
Didn’t the Alliance Hierarch previously trap Nico Weaver with the Leaf of the World gifted by a Great Land Sovereign? If not for the sudden appearance of that tower, Nico Weaver would have already been wiped out, and the Thunder Immortal Realm would have been claid.
A single Leaf of the World is already so powerful, what suspense remains when the Great Land Sovereign arrives personally?
Noticing everyone’s excitent, Aydin Hatfield spoke: "At the earliest by June, at the latest within a year, the sect’s support will surely arrive, and their arrival will be when we turn the tables."
"anwhile, though we’re hiding here, it doesn’t an we have nothing to do. We can gather information on the Heavenly Demon Continent in advance, then seize the opportunity to strike."
After a pause, Aydin Hatfield said softly: "Make preparations, otherwise, when the young sovereign gets angry, none of us can bear it..."
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