The legendary warrior

"Sir, maybe you think that you can joke around at this moment, but I assure you that this is no joking matter for me. I am telling the truth. Paul has only one inheritance, so you have to decide among yourselves who should get it..."

Ricky convinced them, hoping that they would fall for his tricks this time.

After all, this was the only way he could think of escaping this trouble. He would have to hand over Paul's inheritance to them sooner or later, but he could put it off to the last second.

Unfortunately, he couldn't escape and hide through his space, because these warriors in front of him were powerful saints.

"It's all right, Ricky. If there is no other way out, you can surrender the Eternal Time Scripture to them. Anyway, these saints have not experienced Paul's whole life, so it will be difficult for them to comprehend the ancient scripture,"

the Time Seal's hermit spirit advised Ricky telepathically.

"Yes, sir. I understand," replied Ricky with a grim face.

He hated to admit it, but he had no choice.

From the moment he obtained Paul's inheritance, he knew that he had to hand something over as soon as he came out. That was the price he had to pay for being weaker than these men.

'My strength still isn't enough!

I wonder when I could be strong enough that I don't have to be afraid of anything,'

Ricky wondered to himself in frustration.

Meanwhile, one of the saints seemed to be growing impatient. He had let his momentum gush out like a flowing river, locking onto Ricky as he said,

"Young man, you don't need to worry about that. We'll take care of it ourselves. Now, if you give up Paul's inheritance, the entire continent would consider you a hero! We, old guys, will even take out some Treasures from Heaven and Earth to help you cultivate."

It looked like they had moved on from asking Ricky to be their disciple to outright asking him for Paul's inheritance.

Ricky could also feel that the saint had locked his momentum on him, which was a clear indication that if Ricky didn't hand over the inheritance soon, these saints would do it for him—by force.

In fact, he was sure that if it weren't in public, these saints would have torn him into pieces by now. And they would probably devolve into chaos as they fought each other for the inheritance.

"All right, let's not act hastily. I'll just hand it over," said Ricky immediately.

The saint's aura pushed him to make a decision fast before the choice was taken away from him. Now, he was ready to hand the Eternal Time Scripture over.

bitter, but he had to swallow his pride. However, he vowed to himself that he would remember

Boom!

a powerful force poured down over his body and instantly broke through the saint's momentum which had been overwhelming Ricky earlier. The invisible force wrapped around Ricky like

snarled at the unseen enemy and yelled at the top of their lungs, "Who are you?

Boom! All the saints united to attack the unexpected force as one. After all, anyone who wanted to take Ricky away would undoubtedly monopolize Paul's inheritance. They couldn't let that

Ricky abruptly transformed into a massive white palm, and

figure emerged from

scrambling for Paul's inheritance! You're biting off more

surrounded him made

condescending tone, but his domineering strength backed

the white figure left just

was from the aura he had unleashed just now. From that aura, they had a strong intuition that a simple backhand from the white figure could kill

they were much stronger and could do whatever they wanted to him. But in front of the white figure, they were as weak as insects. They were saints, but they were nothing compared to whoever

the white figure took

as he and the white figure disappeared from sight, the whole Grey Wind Land was left shocked

force had wrapped tightly around him, hindering his movements. He didn't know how long it took before he could breathe. And when

of him, his hands placed behind his back in

greeted Ricky

glance that this

definitely powerful, for only an exceedingly strong warrior could have taken him away from those saints. It didn't matter what his purpose was,

the white

a young man with an angular and handsome face.

from the young man, and

man was undoubtedly too

this man was not as young as he looked. He was likely an old man who had lived

get the

Ricky directly,

There was no hint of interest on his face, and it seemed that he simply wanted to

sir!" Ricky promptly

you ever be an incredible demi-spiritual emperor?" The young man continued questioning Ricky, although the latter wasn't sure where his

Ricky replied

I'm glad a genius like you has obtained Paul's inheritance. You seem to

In return, make sure that you can meet our