The legendary warrior

"But my current strength is not powerful enough to face off against a genius like that. I hope he doesn't remember me," Ricky said in a hesitant voice. "Let's not focus on that right now. Just collect these devils' arms so we can go.

If a master from the devil race comes again, we'll be in trouble. A master like the Fourth Mister won't save us twice."

Sighing, Ricky bent over and the others helped him to saw off the arms of all the devils that were at the Emperor Level.

In the end, they had defeated a total of twenty middle spiritual emperors and one hundred lower spiritual emperors from the devil race. From it, they had earned three thousand points. Obtaining three thousand points in just two days was unbelievable.

"Look at how much we've managed to reap. Maybe we should keep destroying the devil race's strongholds. That seems to be the only way we can hunt large numbers of devils and obtain more points!" Mordechai suggested in an excited voice.

"I agree. It took the three of us almost a month to get five thousand points, but now, it's taken only two days to get three thousand points," Ella replied, sighing as she recalled their previous struggles.

"But we were lucky this time. Most of the middle spiritual emperors from the devil race were from the Short Devil tribe. They had recently broken through and become middle spiritual emperors. If it weren't for that, we probably would have failed," Ricky pointed out.

Peter and Claire didn't want the points.

If it weren't for Ricky, the consequences could have been bad. They could have died. Ricky took all of the points because he really needed them.

The situation he was in forced him to become a core disciple of the Misty South Palace.

After they had finished, they regrouped and ran out of the destroyed stronghold.

When they were far away from it, Ricky asked, "Claire, Peter, why did you attack the devil race's stronghold? You're not usually that reckless."

"It's because someone lied to us!" Peter spat. His eyes were shielded and dark as he turned around.

a strained voice, he told Ricky why he and the others had attacked

invited by the fifth genius in the Middle Land,

divided into six groups and told to attack several strongholds of the devil race that were in the nearby area.

race couldn't

Xavier had fooled them. His own men didn't even launch the attack

know Xavier and his men didn't attack like they said that they

the Black Poison Devil tribe instead, and the members from the Black Poison Devil tribe, including their young master, appeared in the stronghold of the Short Devil tribe. Do you think they attacked the Black Poison Devil

got a hold of you. Otherwise, we would have died. I think that the geniuses who attacked the other strongholds wouldn't

was trying to harm you?" Ricky

was

said, "The Misty South Palace has investigated a lot

Ricky nodded slightly.

most powerful creature in the world couldn't see into others' minds.

you and the other

Afterwards, I realized that Xavier was trying to take the Black Poison Pond from the Black Poison

sense. What is the Black Poison Pond?" Ricky

is considered to be one of the top bloodlines next to the top eight bloodlines of the

make a name for themselves during this era. In the beginning, they were ordinary devils who cultivated the

a powerful man from the Black Poison Devil tribe found the

poisonous water that is called the Black Poison of Heaven and Earth. It's some of

uses the water in the Black Poison Pond to cultivate, they can create powerful poison gas or even produce their own

reason the Black Poison Devil tribe isn't ordinary anymore is because of the Black Poison Pond. One can only imagine

Xavier's goal is to cultivate