The legendary warrior

The words of the Time Seal's hermit spirit left Ricky feeling bewildered. He glanced at the seal with wide, astonished eyes and asked,

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm afraid I may have misheard you. Did you just tell me to put the arena away?" "Yes, I did. It's about that you put away the arena," the Time Seal's hermit spirit instructed nonplussed.

"Okay, now, I am confused. How can I do that?" Ricky promptly asked, looking more and more baffled with each passing second.

"After we defeated the devil race, Paul had refined this arena, which means that this was Paul's property," the hermit spirit explained. "And because he is long dead, the arena would be passed on to his successor—you! The arena is made of the hardest Rocks of Heaven and Earth.

It may not be a supreme weapon, but do not underestimate it because it's as powerful as a supreme weapon. In fact, you can even use this arena against any supreme weapon," the hermit spirit cheerfully went on.

Hearing this, Ricky was overjoyed, and he made up his mind right then and there to never give the arena up. After all, it rightfully belonged to him now.

"Sir, what should I do put it aside?" he eagerly asked.

"You can use the Time Seal since the seal serves as the core of the arena," instructed the hermit spirit. "Paul had taken this into consideration, so he integrated the Time Seal with the arena."

"He seems to be a visionary," Ricky remarked, sounding slightly awed once again.

Then, he did as the hermit spirit had instructed and enveloped the entire arena with his mind. He knew that with the Time Seal's help, he could integrate his mind successfully into the arena, and only then could he keep the arena under his control.

It took Ricky four whopping hours before he could successfully cover the arena with his mind. He thought about putting the arena aside immediately but stopped at the last second.

After all, he would be in great trouble if the other warriors witnessed his action. The fact that he possessed Paul's inheritance already put him in a perilous situation, so he didn't want to add to that if he could avoid it.

'Perhaps, I can use the Time Zone and the Devourer Zone to hide my presence. That way, I can put aside the arena secretly.' A brilliant idea suddenly popped up in Ricky's mind.

With that thought, he immediately summoned the Devourer Zone and the Time Zone. The Devourer Zone formed the blood-colored light, which covered the entire arena, as the Time Zone released the time power, preventing people outside from seeing what was going on inside the arena.

of the two zones, Ricky was able to

he took away his two zones

that in this way, everyone would think the ancient arena disappeared as soon as Ricky obtained the inheritance. After all, it would never occur to them that Ricky was the one who put aside the arena. That was unless they saw it

of Ricky,

at Ricky with greedy eyes, although they were fully aware that they were no match for him. They could only content themselves with

approached Ricky. "You have Paul's inheritance now! Why

What can I say? I'm just very lucky!" Ricky retorted laughingly, a

seriously, Ricky, you need to be more careful from now. I am sure that once we get out of here, the other forces would surely try to steal Paul's inheritance from you. You shouldn't give them an opportunity," Mordechai suddenly

do to deal with them?" asked Hayes with a worried frown. "I don't think we can be much help to you if they try to attack you since we aren't that

that. I'll think about how to deal with them once we leave this place," Ricky answered, looking

in grave danger, he didn't have any plans on how to deal with it. Instead,

abruptly appeared

the inky night sky. The continent spirit wafted from the

crevice was the only way that they could

passed through it, they would have to wait another two hundred years before it would appear again on

the crack made itself known, all the warriors hastily

through the crevice and soon arrived at the Grey Wind

ground, all the people's eyes were fixed

surprising that he felt that way. After all, he was just a spiritual emperor, while those who were staring at him were even

made a mistake when you came out, Ricky. You should have stayed in the ancient battlefield for another two hundred years, and maybe you could have saved yourself. I doubt that these saints from other regions

don't think even I can help you

through telepathy,

from the Five-element Sect were too weak compared to these saints from other regions.