Return to the Origins of Power was a forbidden technique.


    The practitioner used their own essence and blood as a foundation. Once executed, it could absorb the Chi energy of opponents with lower cultivation levels in the vicinity, hence the name ‘Return to the Origins of Power.’ As for how far it can absorb Chi energy, it depended on the practitioner’s cultivation level. If it was a War God-Emperor realm expert, the range could extend to kilometers, or even thousands of kilometers. Of course, since it was a forbidden technique, there were risks if not controlled properly. Besides depleting one’s own essence and blood, there was a danger of damaging meridians and even the Dantian.


    “Boss ording to legend, ‘Return to the Origins of Power’ was lost a hundred years ago. How could a fortune teller know this technique?” Stout asked.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    “As far as I know, this technique appeared in the capital city thirty years ago.” Billy replied thoughtfully.


    “Really?” Stout looked surprised. “Do you know who used it?”


    “Arthur Fowler!” Billy uttered a name.


    “What?!” Azure Fang eximed upon hearing the name. “Him?”


    “Azure Fang, who is Arthur Fowler?” Stout scratched his head.


    “The former chief of Central Sky Office.” Azure Fang replied.


    “Ah?” Stout eximed. Michael Hornig and the others wore surprised expressions as well. The former chief, a high-ranking official of Central Sky Office, was a significant figure in the country.


    “ording to rumors, he was heavily injured by enemies and has been dead for over twenty years.” Azure Fang added.


    “Huh?” Stout blinked and then looked at Billy. “Boss, could the old man Nigel mentioned be Arthur Fowler?”


    “It’s unlikely,” Azure Fang paused. “Even if he’s not dead, why would he leave Central Sky Office and stay in such a ce?”


    “Could it be that Nigel’s hometown holds some treasure, like a supreme realm inheritance?” Stout spected.


    “Stout, you’ve read too many novels.” Azure Fang retorted.


    The martial arts tradition in vale hadsted for thousands of years, and while many God-Emperor realm experts had fallen during that time, most of them died of natural causes, and their legacies remained within their families or sects. Even if some had died unexpectedly, most of them had left no trace behind. Today, God-Emperor realm inheritances were extremely rare and couldn’t be found everywhere.


    “Besides, even if there were a God-Emperor realm inheritance, it would be challenging to entice someone of Arthur Fowler’s caliber.” Azure Fang added.


    “Alright,” Stout shrugged and continued, “Boss, even if that old man isn’t Arthur Fowler, he’s definitely not an ordinary person. Shouldn’t we go check out that vige?”


    “Azure Fang, use my authority to ess the SHADOW system and pull up a picture of Mr Fowler for Nigel topare.” Billy suggested after a moment of thought.


    “Sure,” Azure Fang nodded and took out his phone to operate it. In no time, an image of an elderly man appeared on the phone screen.


    “He doesn’t look like Robson.” Nigel said after inspecting the image on Azure Fang’s phone.


    “Boss, if he is indeed Arthur Fowler, he might be intentionally concealing his identity.” Stout remained skeptical.


    “Perhaps,” Billy agreed. “In that case, Nigel, did you tell Alexandra Maynard about Robson’s visit?”


    “I didn’t provide that much detail,” Nigel shook his head. “Initially, I didn’t say anything, but to distract him, I mentioned that it was something my family had taught me. When he heard that, he was about to press me further when you and the others arrived.” He continued, a worried expression on his face.


    “Commander, I suspect he might also be suspecting that Mr Fowler taught me. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have reacted so strongly. They can probably easily find out where Ie from, I’m worried they might go to my hometown and take action against the vigers.”


    “That’s a possibility,” Billy agreed. “Where is your hometown? Is it far from Celestiford?”


    “My hometown is at the foot of the Kun Lun Mountains, about a thousand kilometers away from Celestiford.” Nigel replied.


    “The Kun Lun Mountains?” Billy raised an eyebrow. “Alright, here’s the n, you’ll take us to your hometown.”


    “Alright, thank you, Commander.” Nigel nodded.


    Just then, Michael’s phone rang.


    “What’s going on?” Michael answered the call. After listening for a minute, he nodded slightly.


    “I understand. Keep an eye on them, and we’ll be right there.”


    After hanging up, he turned to Billy and said, “Commander, the two individuals who attempted to assassinate our SHADOW brothers have shown some unusual activity. They probably know about the Harvey n.”


    “Hmm?” Billy furrowed his brow. “What’s the situation?”


    “ording to our team on the ground, the two of them are now driving toward the highway, most likely heading to the airport.” Michael replied.


    “Boss, how about you and Stout go to Nigel’s hometown, and I’ll take Michael and the others to intercept those two?” Azure Fang suggested to Billy.


    “Alright,” Billy nodded after a brief thought. “The two of them are skilled, so be careful. Make sure our team stays safe.”


    “Got it,” Azure Fang responded and then he led Michael and they headed quickly toward the door.


    About twenty minutester, Billy and his twopanions boarded a SHADOW-exclusive helicopter.


    The Kun Lun Mountains held the status of being the country’s foremost sacred peak in vale’s millennia-old cultural tradition. At the foot of the Kun Lun Mountains were numerous small mountain viges, with Nigel Hall’s hometown being just one of them.


    Before 5 PM, the helicopternded on a t area several hundred meters from the vige entrance. After disembarking, Billy and hispanions headed toward the vige.


    The vige was notrge, with fewer than a thousand residents. It was not far from the nearest town, about twenty or thirty miles away.


    In addition to farming some crops, the vigers mainly cultivated medicinal herbs in the mountains, which they sold in the town. It was called living off thend. Some vigers also asionally ventured deep into the pristine forest within the mountains for hunting. If lucky, they could find some precious natural treasures.


    “Nigel, do your parents still live in the vige?” Stout asked as they walked.


    “Our parents died in a car ident ten years ago,” Nigel’s expression turned mncholic. “It’s also why I eventually joined the military. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left the vige…”


    “Nigel?!” At that moment, a woman’s voice sounded.


    Soon, a middle-aged woman hurriedly approached from the vige’s entrance.