The bloody cloth on the ancestor of the Dragon family was without a single tear. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

However, the sword that Dragon Dance had wielded through numerous battles was broken.

"Impressive." Boulevard couldn’t help but applaud from the side and said, "Father Zack is indeed closest to God recently."

"Humans are ultimately humans, not God." Father Zack kicked the ancestor of the Dragon family in the chest, sending the figure that Dragon Dance had tricked into the Drizzle Building two thousand years ago back into the coffin.

"Mr. Dragon took me in, I should express my gratitude. It’s only right to do my part."

With great politesse, he bowed towards Dragon Dance, apologetically saying, "But judging from the current situation, we indeed need a little more time. Those unstable elements within them haven’t been eliminated, and I’m trying my best."

"Hurry up, I can’t wait any longer." Dragon Dance looked at the broken sword, eyes glinting with anticipation.

If I had such a legion, who in the world would dare to challenge me?

"I’ll do my best." After saying this, Father Zack fell straight into the coffin.

The coffin lid was closed once more.

"I never thought that taking in the remnants of the fallen church would actually have results." Boulevard snorted lightly, "They have a deep-seated hatred for the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, especially Julius Reed. Not only did he set fire to the church, but he also put his statue in Jesus’ place, which is indeed excessive."

"Retreat a few hundred miles for now." Dragon Dance turned around, left the basement, and walked up to the base.

"Do you think Trent Marsh really brought out those people left by Silvio Reed?" She paused in the base, falling into contemplation.

"I feel... not." Boulevard had the ability to endure, and being able to plot events with Dragon Dance in the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance back then showed he was a smart person.

Capable, and with a head for strategy.

"Mr. Springs is here, and he was Silvio Reed’s counselor, which proves Trent Marsh wasn’t lying."

"But is it possible that the legion left by Silvio Reed was just these few people? I find it unrealistic, at least there must be others."

"I have a bold guess. Trent Marsh mentioned a secret left by Silvio Reed in the Nine Provinces Tomb. The Kochar Maze is indeed a dangerous place, but Silvio Reed couldn’t have put everyone in the Kochar Maze, could there be others?"

After speaking, he stroked his chin and blinked: "Nine Provinces Tomb, Nine Provinces. But look at those people, that scorpion, Kochar Maze is just one kind. I guess..."

"There are other people?" Dragon Dance interrupted him, urgently asking: "You mean, in the Nine Provinces Tomb, there should be nine legions, nine flags! Right?"

"Perhaps... it should be so." Boulevard nodded and said, "Otherwise, the Kochar Maze would be Silvio Reed’s only place, which doesn’t suit his character."

"Find someone to track Trent Marsh. Remember, send out our best trackers! Do not reveal any flaws, and report to me immediately once there’s news."

After Dragon Dance finished speaking, she walked forward in strides. She waved her sleeve, commanding: "Withdraw."

The Dragon family members packed up their things, loaded a pile of coffins into cars, and left Kunlun Mountain.

The crisis at Kunlun Mountain was perfectly resolved in a very interesting way.

Meanwhile, the Caldwell Family, Julius Reed, and Nova had already left.

Trent Marsh didn’t believe his words, but began to doubt what Silvio Reed said.

Taking Mr. Springs with him is the best proof.

"Where are we going?" Nova sat in the car, crossed his legs, and asked offhandedly, "Taking me to kill someone?"

"Do you like killing? You should know, this face of yours is Julius Reed’s. Who Julius Reed is, I think you should have heard in the past few days." Julius Reed sat beside Nova, arms folded, speaking leisurely.

"I know, a quite powerful martial artist. To be honest, I like that he has many enemies, but having too many women indicates he’s a playboy."

Nova sighed and said, "A serious person should be dedicated to martial arts, not thinking about women all the time."

"This time, we’re going to a dangerous place. Let me remind you to be careful. Many want Julius Reed dead, even though this body is strong, you’re not invincible."

"At least, you can’t even beat me, let alone those martial artists you look down on. Times have changed, don’t be stuck in the past."

Julius Reed kindly reminded.

Nova was very powerful in the past, but not as strong now, and combined with his current face, he might face great danger!

"I know, don’t worry." Nova was idly chatting with Julius Reed intermittently.

"Where are we headed, tell me?"

"Highlands of Blood." Julius Reed handed him an electronic tablet with a map on it.

Nova was very intelligent, mastering all the current electronic products within a few hours.

Top-tier telekinesis experts are all smart people.

Effort, luck, and talent, with luck being the most critical, followed by talent, then effort.

Martial arts are this realistic; hard work alone doesn’t suffice here.

Talent is the entry ticket.

"Highlands of Blood?" Nova looked at the high-definition satellite map, curious, "What’s there? Why is it all black, and I can’t see anything?"

"Because any equipment attempting to observe there gets destroyed. Anyone who tries to enter dies. The Highlands of Blood is ominous. Of course, some people have come out, but lost their memory."

Julius Reed explained with a smile.

"Like the Kochar Maze, this is a well-known dangerous place. But this time, the news was spread. Many will go to the Highlands of Blood. We should stay low-profile, watch as things unfold."

He knew he had persuaded Trent Marsh; Trent Marsh wasn’t entirely convinced but believed a bit.

This time, the highly-publicized trip to the Highlands of Blood is the message Trent Marsh spread.

Unlike the Kochar Maze, at that time, Trent Marsh feared others knowing.

But now, he holds the Commander’s Seal, those without it can’t control the people inside.

So, no matter how many go in, it will have no effect.

However, if the message that Silvio Reed left treasures, is still alive, and has an army, spreads, it will instantly blow up.

If Silvio Reed is alive, if he didn’t deceive him, then none of it matters.

But if Silvio Reed wanted to use him, then the plan Silvio Reed hid for years is exposed at once.

In the dense forest.

Silvio Reed walked with his hands behind his back, looking ahead.

"Great Sage, the world moves at the signal, many have gathered at the Highlands of Blood."

Gold Cicada stood behind him, softly saying, "Trent Marsh for some reason took away Mr. Springs. Should we act and deal with these two?"

"No hurry." Silvio Reed waved his hand, smiling, "Masters are lonely. A life without rivals is tasteless. I’m happy to spar with my disciple, it’s a pleasure, isn’t it?"