The legendary warrior

Two old men with grey hair stood before Ricky, but despite their advanced age, the power they emitted made Ricky feel cold and dark.

Even before Ricky laid eyes on them, he had sensed that the two old men were mighty warriors at the Emperor Level.

However, the two were just ordinary two-star lower spiritual emperors, which was a great relief for Ricky.

"I think these two gentlemen cultivate the ruling power with the ice element," the Dragon Intent Grass said to Ricky through telepathy. "They are both two-star lower spiritual emperors. I suppose that with your present strength, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with them.

Besides, the Evil Mandragora can also help you. Things won't go worse."

"If it is a simple one-on-one fight, they are indeed no match for me. But they can still put a lot of pressure on me if they work together, so we still need to be careful," Ricky replied with a cautious air.

"I'm sorry.

But why are you standing in my way?" Ricky asked bluntly. After all, there was no use of beating around the bush, because he could tell that they came with no good intention.

"We have heard of you, Ricky, the ace genius. You are the only incredible demi-spiritual emperor in several eras. Your brilliance has reached far and wide," one of the old men responded.

It looked like the two men didn't plan to hide anything either, seeing as they came straight to the point at once.

"We are Nether Ice Elders. To be honest, you make us feel slightly uneasy, for you have already become a spiritual emperor. However, our greed has gone beyond our fear. So, hand over that mysterious object you obtained in the Sky-breaking Palace, and we will give you a painless and swift death."

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, their power erupted instantly.

"I see. Your greed drove you to do this," Ricky sneered as he looked down at the men disdainfully. "Too bad you won't get what you came here for. You two don't deserve to be called elders, but the miserable lackeys of the Sky-breaking Dome!"

Ricky actually knew something about these two elders because Mason had mentioned them to him before.

These two elders were the spiritual emperors of the Western Land. They didn't belong to any force, and they often assaulted others. They frequently robbed people, burned down villages, and killed people indiscriminately. Mason even targeted them once, after they managed to offend disciples of the Spirit Sect.

Sky-breaking Emperor showed up and pretended to know nothing about what had

suspected that Nether Ice Elders were members of the Sky-breaking

victims were forces who went against the Sky-breaking Dome

Ice Elders were enraged when they heard Ricky insult them bluntly and call them 'lackeys'. Two beams of dark and icy power turned into invisible attacks that

can defeat me! Don't just speak with your mouth; use

surged. His punch immediately smashed the ruling power sent by the two

flaming lotus condensed

your own destruction

elders' pupils shrank in fear. They hastily made a seal with their hands, condensing a massive black shield in front

Boom!

roaring flames and shield was supposed to be an intense collision of fire and ice. However, things turned out to be different as they had expected. Once they collided, the flaming lotus quickly suppressed the shield, and soon, the shield was

and the impact threw them like ragdolls, rolling over and over in the void before

elders could only groan

want to know my power? Well, let me introduce it to you intimately! The moment that you decided to come here, your fates were sealed for a single outcome—death!" Ricky

asked you two losers to come here to kill me. But he is just asking

his head slightly as if lamenting Arthur's decision. Then, he started walking towards the two old men, and

the two elders couldn't help the quake in

spent only one year to become a spiritual emperor. And now, he

could he make such rapid progress? Even though he was once an incredible demi-spiritual

kill Ricky

wanted to do

spiritual emperors and the greed in their hearts were like

great ease for years. They had their own means of fighting, or

in three moves!"

of death. As the Death Wings flapped behind him, waves of life and death

power continuously absorbed the vitality of

Crack! Crack! Crack!

It resembled a storm of swords, as countless