Chapter 1454 Three Holy Lands, Three Aristocratic Families
''The Vasteras Holy Land?''
Austin thought. Surveying the aura around them, he surmised these were people difficult to deal with.
In Austin''s Soul Sea, the me Emperor whispered to him everything he needed to know about the
Vasteras Holy Land.
"There are countless countries and sects in the Divine Continent.
Still, hierarchies and the quest to stay in power remained prevalent.
In the case of the Divine Continent, the holynds possess the seat of power and the aristocratic
families hold the metaphorical crown.
You must take note that there are three holynds and three aristocratic families in the East Maind.
And the Vasteras Holy Land is one of those holynds. Didn''t I say they were powerful?"
"You couldn''t have emphasized it more," Austin said.
He understood everything.
The team of the Vasteras Holy Land was catching up to them.
The Vasteras Holy Land''s disy of splendor and momentum was extraordinary. It was nothing like
Austin had ever seen.
Meanwhile, it was quite a challenge to fathom the monstrosity of the beasts that were also there,
demonic and diabolic. An armored and rough-looking soldier sat proudly on one of the beasts. He had
a huge "Vasteras Holy Land" g that billowed along with the roaring winds.
The Vasteras Holy Land team charged forward with utter menace and terror. Its people cried out, and
its beasts roared with a murderous will.
Austin had kept hisposure so far until he was startled to find that amongst the people of Vasteras
Holy Land, there were a dozen masters at the Divine Bridge Realm.
"People, stop fighting over magic treasures!
All the magic treasures you got just now should be turned over in our Vasteras Holy Land. Anyone –
and I mean, anyone – who secretly keeps intelligent magic treasures, we must kill him!"
The thundering,manding voice came from the team of the Vasteras Holy Land.
"Ha! So bossy!"
someone yelled nonchntly from another direction.
Then, with rumbles of rage, over twenty chariots emerged. There was so much wrath that the sky
seemed to have trembled.
The people of the Vasteras Holy Land ascertained who they were up against. It was the Sikong n,
one of the aristocratic families.
The former stood on the ground with heightened vignce. They were ready to fight the Sikong n.
Battle was almost a breath away, but the Vasteras Holy Land team and the Sikong n seemed to
take their time in examining each other and giving each other threatening stares.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, do I smell fear? Do you think you can relish the treasure left by a great master all for
yourselves?"
A middle-aged man in yellow with a purple hat alighted the headmost chariot of the Sikong n.
He floated in the air so effortlessly, as if he was a child of the sky.
People who couldn''t take their eyes off of him also couldn''t afford to breathe freely. Circtions of their
energy meridians de-escted.
Those with a weak cultivation base didn''t dare look at him, or else they might perish on the spot.
This man resembled a fearsome king, merciless in making weaker people feel like they were beggars,
like they did not deserve to even have a glimpse of him.
"Hmm! We get what we want, and we desert what we take. Any problem with that?"
the previouslymanding and confident person from Vasteras Holy Land said this time.
After standing face to face each other for a while, the two groups seemed to have dialed down with the
spine-tingling res.
Neither of them would give up the search for more treasures. It was just a matter of winning against the
other.
"C''mon! Let''s just deal with the treasures.
Teams from other holynds and aristocratic families are heading here as well.
Be strategic! If we hustle at this very moment, we may be able to possess more of these treasures,"
the man in yellow eximed.
"Agreed!"
the man of the Vasteras Holy Land replied with rity and firmness in his voice.
Both teams of the Vasteras Holy Land and Sikong n simultaneously sprinted to the old pce
situated on a crater, as if they heard a signal gunshot for the start of a marathon.
"We''re taking over the pce from now. Stay away from this ce, all of you, or we will kill you! You do
not want the people of your sect to be punished, do you?"
This came from the man in yellow, his voice as loud as the thunder. Even people thousands of meters
away could hear every word he uttered.
No one wanted to obey his order, including the other warriors and the beasts.
However, they felt helpless in the face of this powerful threat.
On the East Maind, the Vasteras Holy Land and the Sikong n were undoubtedly superior to
them.
To disobey their orders was to invite death at their doorstep.
Because if one did, the rebel, as well as the people of his sect and his n, his friends and family
included, would all be killed.
It seemed that the sky above them absorbed all the rain clouds with its sudden change to a grey
palette.
The Vasteras Holy Land people and the Sikong n dashed into the sky
and arrived at the old pce in record time.
The warriors and the beast race dispersed all at once.
It was a collective sentiment to leave as soon as possible and to not wait for death to befall them.
Anyway, there would be nothing useful left for them from the magical treasure hunt.
And if there were, what use would that have if they, the warriors and the beast race, were all killed?
"My friend, let''s go take a look inside,"
said an old man in grey to the man in yellow of the Sikong n. As it turned out, the old man was from
the Vasteras Holy Land.
"Very well. Please, after you,"
the man in yellow replied.
The two men stepped forward. Then, with a flicker of light that was almost unnoticeable, they
disappeared at the old pce''s gate. They got inside in an instant!
"Ugh, those two masters at the Minor-perfection Realm are really terrifying,"
the me Emperor said in Austin''s Soul Sea. The slight tremble in his voice hinted on fear.
"So these two men are at the Minor-perfection Realm?"
Austin asked. Their momentum was strong, heavy, and definite. Of course, he had to size up them
based on keen observation.
Although the two men spoke scarcely, their words were like daggers that seemingly inhibited people''s
movements and their ability to breathe.
It seemed the two of them together owned the whole world.
Everyone thought these two men could rule the world because they had mastered harnessing all their
skills.
"Yes, Austin. They are both at the Minor-perfection Realm,"
the me Emperor sighed in response.
"I am getting the hang of how powerful a master at the Minor-perfection Realm is,"
Austin said, staring at the gate of the old pce with his fists clenched tightly and his teeth gritted
intensely.
The me Emperor had once spected that the South Marine Saint who had taken Austin''s two
fiances was at the Minor-perfection Realm.
Now, Austin had seen in the flesh the power of two masters at the realm. This could be good for him.
Studying the strengths of his enemies would allow him to trace their weaknesses as well. Then, he
would obtain a more sophisticated discernment to cultivate himself harder. This could be his best
preparation at finally saving his fiancees.
''I won''t stop until I''m stronger than them.
They will bow down to me. I promise, ''
Austin said to himself.
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The queen, who was standing beside Austin, sensed his sudden somber mood.
"Austin, don''t let go of hope.
You will see Ivy and Sue again. One day,"
she said to Austin with tenderness and care, while she slightly caressed his shoulder.
"Yes, I will!"
Austin was more determined than ever.