The First Heir

A half-step to the other shore was not someone Philip and the others could easily mess with. That was an indomitable powerhouse. No one expected an old monster like this to be hidden in the Terrain Villa of the Northern supernatural disciple world.

Philip frowned and asked, “How much do you know?”

With an ugly expression on his face, Fennel thought for a long time before he said, “I don’t have much impression about this person. If this powerful being really exists, it should be that person.”

“Who?” Ethan asked curiously.

Fennel sighed and said, “Among the people involved in the Nonagon unrest back then, several powerful beings followed your father’s lead. However, some people chose to oppose your father at the last minute. Among them was a former Northern kingship holder of the seventh zone.”

“If I remember correctly, he was the head of the Turner family back then and one who was highly valued by your father. Unfortunately, he took a totally different path than your father.”

Hearing that, Philip’s face darkened. He frowned and said, “Are you saying that this supreme powerhouse who’s a half-step to the other shore is the head of the Turner family back then?”

said, “It can only be him. Ernest Turner is the descendant of

the four of them

was half-step to the other shore and who had also followed Philip’s father back then must be a remarkable figure. However, after disappearing for so many years, there must be

what do we

would be unpredictable. Someone who was a half-step to the other shore was not someone he could defeat at this point. This was more than just crossing several realms, it was

father was injured and not

door was suddenly pushed open. A burly man walked

person, his eyes flickered. He

“Young Patriarch.”

Lidds bowed slightly, glanced around, and said to Ethan, “Young Master