Chapter 224 Crazy Revenge (Part One)
No sooner had the Holy Lord finished speaking than the training ground erupted in chaos. The disciples
had no idea what was going on, and they didn''t know who they were looking for. But the de Holy
Lord maintained an expressionless face. However, his cold eyes reflected strong murderous intent,
which frightened the people. They knew that he was serious.
"Holy Lord Bryan, what did you mean? We don''t even know what has upset you. Can''t you see that we
are in the middle of a martial artspetition? These participants havee from all the major Holy
Lands. This is very disrespectful behavior." The speaker was a team-leading elder from one of the
other Holy Lands. He was quite strong as he had reached the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm.
Encouraged by the example set by the elder, other team-leading elders also voiced their questions and
expressed their dissatisfaction.
"Shut up!"
The de Holy Lord didn''t utter a word. The order came from an elder who was at the premium stage
of the Wonder Realm. His words were like magic as everyone quietened down. Then the elder
continued, "Attention! Both sons of our distinguished Holy Lord Bryan have been killed in session.
The murderer must be out here, among you guys. If any of you know where he is, tell us immediately.
Otherwise, don''t expect us to be merciful."
"Humph! Why does this matter concern us? Avenging the death of your sons is your personal matter.
Don''t involve other people in your troubles. Okay? I wonder why you think that you have the right to kill
us. I suggest that you consider the consequences before taking any action. If any of our disciples are
hurt, you''ll pay the price. Void Holy Land will not be merciful."
An elder from Void Holy Land spoke fearlessly. Although de Holy Lord was strong, they had no
justification for killing so many people. What was more, the other seven Holy Lands would consider
de Holy Land as enemies if they carried out their threat. This was something that the de Holy
Land could not risk.
What the elder had said echoed everyone''s sentiments. Most people were relieved as they didn''t have
to speak in such a manner before the de Holy Lord.
"I repeat. Who killed my sons? Step out voluntarily."
The de Holy Lord''s voice emitted intense de intent. Everyone felt as though several axes had
been ced at their necks.
Darren stayed calm and hid in the crowd silently. He knew that he would be killed instantly if he
stepped forward and admitted that he had murdered the de Holy Lord''s sons.
Everyone knew the strength of the de Holy Lord—the level of his martial art was close to a grand
warrior. And now, he was stronger than Scott, who had mastered the inheritance skill.
Beads of sweat pooled on the foreheads for all cultivators. Some disciples, who just reached the
Wonder Realm, almost fainted under the oppression of the intense de intent.
"Bryan, listen to us. I warn you not to go too far. Otherwise, I will inform my Holy Lord. He will not take
kindly to your threats and actions."
Although the eight Holy Lands were thousands of miles apart, all team-leading elders possessed a
divine artifact that could send messages across this vast space. In a few minutes, every Holy Lord
could be informed of an important event.
Bang!
As soon as the elder finished speaking, blows from several palmsnded on his body. With a cry of
pain, the elder flew back about ten meters. All his bones were broken. The troublemaker was an elder
from de Holy Land. He was at the premium stage of the Wonder Realm.
"You, son of a bitch!" the injured elder bellowed. "You should fear retribution!" The elder had not
expected the de Holy Lord to take action.
Trembling with rage, the injured elder attempted to use his divine artifact to send a message to his Holy
Land before thest bit of his energy ran out. He struggled to activate the divine artifact and send his
messages. However, it didn''t work.
"What. Information interrupted? Oh no. How could it be? What the hell is going on?" the elder muttered
in amazement. Despite his many efforts, the elder found that all his messages were being intercepted
or interrupted by a mysterious power. The maic field of the training ground had been changed to
prevent this exchange of information. s! His message couldn''t be sent.
Coincidently, the mysterious power had been created by the rule cultivator in purple robe, who was
standing beside the de Holy Lord.
"Bryan, I''ve helped you to destroy their voice transmitting artifacts. You wanted to kill them, right?
Come on. Hurry up. What are you waiting for?" The rule cultivator, Waldo, urged. He was not well-
intentioned. On the contrary, he desired stirring up trouble as he knew that he would benefit. He was
aware that the other Holy Lords might kill the de Holy Lord if he hurt or killed their disciples. But this
was precisely what he wanted to see. He was rather happy to speed up the de Holy Lord''s death.
Boom!
Suddenly, intense de intent fell on two disciples on the training ground. In the blink of an eye, they
were chopped into tiny bits.
"I am not kidding. Come out or die. My patience is limited," Bryan shouted as his eyes searched for the
murderer who was hiding in the crowd.
"Oh, please, please don''t hurt me, Distinguished Holy Lord! I''m not the murderer. Not me!"
"Don''t hurt me. Don''t hurt me. I''m not the murderer either."
Several people were frightened by Bryan''s brutality. They knelt and begged for mercy. Sobs and cries
for help filled the training ground, making it feel like the end of the world had arrived.
''The man is crazy. He may actually kill everyone present if I don''t step forward. All right. He will find me
sooner orter. I''d better confess and face the consequences than get more people involved.'' Darren
rationalized. Darren had no choice left. The de Holy Lord was out of his mind. To avenge his sons,
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he would do anything, even if it meant fighting the whole world.