No 1 Supreme Warrior

Graham and the others were puzzled, and some of the more curious folk could not hold back from asking immediately, “What did you guess?”

“That’s right! What does that guy want?”

Jack let out a deep sigh as he looked at the direction behind the tree. Netherworld Mountain was still shrouded in red, incredibly far away. It looked like it would never be touched.

His pupils moved slightly as he somberly spoke, “His biggest goal at the moment is to pass as fast as possible, and his second goal is to not let the two of us pass. He’s not someone who doesn’t know where he stands; he knows which of those he can’t do.

“This is why he’s using another way to constantly delay us. He wants us to not be able to make it in time to pass at all! He’s already arranged things long ago: he’d clear all the obstacles here, and then leave behind marks so he can advance, unhindered.”

else was confused to have heard Jack’s

dog of a man has

to kill off the fiends

at Netherworld Mountain in the

nothing more than to rush right at the masked man and challenge him to a duel. If he defeated the masked man, even ripping the man apart would not alleviate his

despicable, shameless man!

a brow. That was something he was hypothesizing. If they switched positions, he would have felt that the plan was quite solid, if not extremely

ones to die were not his fellow disciples. Killing off the northern disciples had been one of his

paced around on the spot. “What should we do? We can’t just leave things as they are! We can’t just hand

anything as he gazed into the distance. No matter what Graham said at that

that what Graham cared the most was whether or not he could pass. However, the masked

way. Why don’t we do