The First Heir

It was really a level-three essence of life!

The moment the metal test tube was taken out, the blue liquid exuded a strong sense of vitality. The vitality that was as vast as an ocean filled the entire private room, causing Nathan and the others to tremble.

Even if Nathan was fortunate enough to have seen the essence of life before, he was still full of shock when he saw it again now.

His eyes fell on Philip.

Who the hell was this kid?!

Patriarch Clarke?

After he made a phone call, the enforcers from the Nonagon personally delivered the level-three essence of life. That was a very expensive genetic product that was close to priceless. There were only ten in total.

Now, just because that kid said that he would owe the Nonagon a favor, they sent over the essence of life so quickly.

Horrifying!

terrifying strength

vaguely guessed something. Inside the private room, there was still the fourth leader of the hidden disciple families who had not spoken for a while. This old man’s eyes suddenly flickered brilliantly as he stared

Boom!

manic energy pressure, he struck toward the two

“How dare you!”

their energy, trying to fight against the attack. However, that old man’s palm contained the use

Crack!

spat out mouthfuls of blood as they crashed on the floor heavily. The metal test tube was also thrown

malicious sneer, the old man said, “Excuse me, but

as he said that, he shot out from his chair like a black bolt of lightning. He manifested into a black shadow in front of everyone’s eyes and reached out to grab

of events. He cursed, “Old Cross, what the

Nathan was furious!

slyly and said, “Patriarch Zen, I don‘t have much time left, so I need this essence of life to prolong my life! I hope you won’t