The legendary warrior

After the selection, all of the disciples returned to the Third Sheol City.

Nearly thirty thousand disciples had entered the selection, but only around twenty thousand of them were currently standing in the huge square. The rest had died in the Passage World.

Gradually, all of the saints from all the forces in the Third Sheol City arrived.

Ricky watched everyone around him. When he looked up, he saw the First Deputy Chief and Wally in the sky.

"Ricky, killing Chandler from the Nether Phoenix tribe is a big thing!" Wally said through telepathy as he stared down at Ricky. "Chandler was the strongest talent in the Nether Phoenix tribe and he was valued by the elders of the Great Phoenix tribe.

And there's no doubt you know that he was also one of Lanny's most important subordinates."

"Sir, why are you telling me this? Did the Phoenix tribe send people here to avenge Chandler?" Ricky asked through telepathy.

"Yes. And it's bad. They've sent an elder at the Sage Level," Wally answered. "I think they are trying to take you away and steal Paul's inheritance using Chandler's death as the excuse."

"Sir, please help me!" Ricky begged, feeling fear rip through him.

He wished that he was strong enough, but he knew that he wasn't. The Phoenix tribe had sent an elder at the Sage Level, and the only ones who could save him were Sage Level masters from the forces that were stronger than the Phoenix tribe.

"It's not my turn to save you," Wally said with a smile.

Ricky sighed and turned to face the First Deputy Chief. He understood that Wally couldn't help him, but that the First Deputy Chief could.

"Ricky, there is one thing that you have to remember: be strong," Wally reminded him through their telepathic link. "When it's necessary, I will stand out."

"Thank you in advance, sir. I really appreciate it,"

Ricky said gratefully.

of saints arrived. Immediately, the disciples noticed and started talking about them. The person of interest was an old man in a red

was the sixth-ranked elder in the team of elders from the Phoenix tribe.

of the top masters in the Misty South. Muhammad Feng was not a demi-spiritual potentate yet, but a great saint

were the saints of the Great Phoenix tribe and the Nether Phoenix tribe.

at Ricky and snapped, "Are you Ricky? Are you the person who obtained Paul's inheritance and killed Chandler, the genius

and started to say, "My name

kill as many devils as possible, but you killed the genius

you have to gall to call yourself

have done is unforgivable. But since you are young and ignorant, I decide to forgive you. However, I still have

repeatedly in his head when he heard that Muhammad Feng wanted to arrest

of the Phoenix tribe," the Dragon Intent Grass said through telepathy with a smile. "And we can do nothing about it. The law of the jungle prevents us from intercepting. After

these guys pay one day," Ricky swore.

down on Ricky and tried to

Sheol City was in the territory of the Misty South Palace, and Ricky was still in the selection list. The

that you don't take the Misty South Palace seriously? Why else would you be trying to attack one of the disciples from the Misty South Palace?" the First Deputy Chief snapped

The truth was, there were very few forces

strong, but we would never defy the Misty South Palace." Muhammad Feng looked around like he had just noticed the presence

his ploy didn't

step back. We'll talk about this after the selection

that a disciple with a character like his should not be qualified to participate

the First Deputy Chief turned

good reasons. He tried to kill me many times and wanted to take Paul's inheritance

of mercy. Otherwise, Matthias and the others wouldn't have walked

arms that Chandler had obtained so you killed

guys are really good at confusing right and wrong," the

that will testify for me. They are all