LOGINMr.Cromwell leaned on his dragon-headed cane: "They’re difficult to find. After the incident years ago, they now belong to the highest command level."
"They’ve resurfaced again in the last three months," Edgar said in a lowered voice. "I heard it’s the boss's order, part public, part private."
Mr.Cromwell's eyes glinted with sharpness: "Go ahead and handle it. As long as we can find Miss Cromwell, the Cromwell family will pay whatever it takes."&nbs
Those words seemed to come alive, emitting a faint golden glow and exuding an aura of inviolable majesty.Amelia gazed at those words, her heart stirring slightly.The fated one...She vaguely sensed that this palace seemed to be waiting for something.And that person, perhaps, was herself.On the palace square, the corpses pierced by spears were especially shocking, with blood winding through the cracks in the stone slabs, pooling into dark red puddles, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.The horrifying scene just now plunged the once-boisterous crowd into a deathly silence; everyone instinctively held their breath, and no one dared to take another step forward.The line of golden characters, "The fated may enter, the unfated shall die," shone brilliantly, as if a pair of indifferent eyes were silently mocking the ignorance and greed of all beings."What... what kind of hellish place is this?""It's terrifyi
There were also his disciples and followers in the group, so his disappearance naturally attracted the attention of many.Cloudwalker's expression darkened slightly as his gaze swept over the crowd. In a deep voice, he said, "Master Nathanial... is no longer with us.""No longer?" That Mount Wraith disciple was stunned. "Master Cloudwalker, what do you mean by that?""He was not truly one of the sect, or... perhaps he was in the past." There was a trace of coldness in Cloudwalker's voice. "He had been lurking within the sect for many years. This journey to the Nightshade Secret Realm was a carefully orchestrated plot of his. He joined forces with the sect leaders of the three great reclusive sects, as well as the Missionary from the Archdiocese of Winnipeg in Canada and the Magic Arts Adept from Mexico, to strike against us.""What? The sect leaders of the three great reclusive sects? And the Magic Arts Adept and Missionary? If these people joined forces,
"I know you represent the heavens." The white figure's voice grew colder. "But do the heavens understand the warmth and coldness of the human world? Do they know the hearts of every person? Do they know the deeds of those evil ones? It is impossible for them to know, because as long as the Three Realms follow the rules and do not disrupt order, the heavens will not interfere. I still have the same question: can the heavens be fair?"Carl's eyes darkened slightly. "I cannot give you an answer to that question.""I know you can't." The white figure slowly raised her eyes, her gaze icy cold. "But I just believe the heavens are unjust. Clearly, they could do something to change things, but they always turn a blind eye."She took a step forward, her ethereal figure swaying slightly in the air, yet her awe-inspiring and inviolable presence remained undiminished. "I have devoted myself to cultivation, never harmed anyone, and only wished to pursue the peak of Zen Magic
Many fragmented voices echoed in Amelia's mind, each word carrying an unparalleled mystical resonance that made her soul tremble violently. She felt as if her head was about to explode. It was the first time she had ever experienced such a sensation. In agony, she clutched her head, feeling as though her mind would burst from the overwhelming ecstasy."Ah!"Amelia could not help but let out a muffled groan of pain, her body collapsing to her knees uncontrollably."Amelia!"Seeing this, Cloudwalker was frantic with worry and wanted to rush over to save Amelia, but it was as if an invisible barrier stood before him, blocking his way and preventing him from moving an inch.Although Carl stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze was fixed intently on Amelia. A trace of barely noticeable concern flashed in his deep eyes. He knew this was her fortune, but also her tribulation—no outsider could interfere.The white figure suspended in mi
Carl's gaze calmly swept over the three of them. In his eyes, there was neither killing intent nor disdain, only an indifference as still as dead water.His true strength was indeed unknown to anyone.Dakota and the other two locked their eyes on Carl. Seeing him still standing with his hands behind his back, the strange, invisible barrier around him unmoved, as if he was oblivious to the danger on Amelia's side, a trace of confusion rose in their hearts. If this man was truly as powerful as Mystic Vale claimed, why would he just watch as Amelia fought two opponents alone? What was his intention?"Hmph, whether Carl has his own concerns or is simply cold-blooded, since he won't make a move, there's no need for us to waste time on him," Tyshawn said in a low voice, his longsword slowly dropping to the ground, sending shards of stone flying. "Amelia is our main target this time. Let's kill her first, then figure out how to deal with this monster.""Withdraw
Nathanial paused, let out a deliberately insincere sigh, and said, "Out of consideration for our shared righteous lineage, I advise you to give up resisting. Submit quietly to the attack of the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Formation, and if you refrain from unnecessary resistance, I can at least leave your bodies intact, letting you die with some dignity.""Dignity?"Amelia finally spoke. Her voice was soft, yet it pierced through the thick black mist, reaching everyone's ears with chilling clarity. That voice was as cold as ancient, unmelted ice, making everyone present shudder inwardly.She slowly raised her head, and in her clear eyes there was now only the desolation of a frozen wasteland. She looked at Nathanial as if she were looking at a dead man."I've been searching for you all for a long time, and finally found you." Amelia's gaze was icy cold. "Solaris Hold, Azure Citadel Sect, and Mistpeak Sect—you've hidden well these years, leaving no tr







