Chapter 1562

Western Border, Mount Littleroot.

A man who looked to be in his 40s walked toward the base of the mountain.

The person was dressed in fashionable, modern clothing.

He also carried a long sword on his back.

The presence of the long sword was jarring and stood out over his entire outfit.

“Who’s there?”

As soon as Tobias showed up, he was stopped by the Blithes’ guards.

The guards immediately pointed their guns at the approaching Tobias.

“This place is Mount Litttleroot. Outsiders are not allowed, so leave quickly. Otherwise…”

Tobias looked at the Blithes’ guards and his lips raised into a faint smile.

He lost to the Blithes’ paragon in the past.

For 20 long years, he had been brooding over the defeat.

Blithe Fist of Abomination. Back when James was captured, he did not dare to

now. He was no

walked toward the

on his face, and he unsheathed the

of its scabbard in one fluid motion.

had already dashed halfway up the mountain.

sudden, the guards at the mountain-foot collapsed into a pool of blood on the

the long sword

mountain step

a funeral was being held at the

caught the attention of the Blithes’ martial artists.

out, and his face immediately hardened upon seeing Tobias. He immediately shouted, “How dare

immediately felt intense energy

the median of the eighth rank, he still felt suffocated by the energy.

he realized the person before him was a powerful martial artist.

him was no ordinary

phase of the eighth rank,

expression and demeanor immediately shifted. He wore a bright smile and asked, “Who might you be? What’s the purpose of your visit

who was dressed in black sackcloth, and he smirked, saying, “Long time no see, Donovan.”

“W-Who are you?”

Tobias with

intently at the mysterious visitor but

“Tobias Caden.”

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