The Medallion

"Who are you?" the patriarch of the Ghost Master Clan demanded loudly, surprised to see the delicate figure appearing from the icy light. When he realized that she had her eyes locked on the forbidden item, the patriarch wrapped his hands tightly around it. The aura that emitted from the figure felt somehow strange and unfathomable. It looked human, but had the aura of the spiritual race being.

Staring at the patriarch, the figure replied defiantly, "You are not qualified to know who I am."

The elders and other members of the Ghost Master Clan quickly surrounded the delicate figure, all staring at her.

"How dare you break into the territory of our Ghost Master Clan! Leave now!" the patriarch barked fiercely as he waved his hand to dismiss the figure. He was a bit intimidated by the sudden appearance of this stranger as the aura she was emitting was nothing he had seen before.

The figure sneered and casually waved her hand. All of a sudden, the forbidden item rose from the patriarch's hand and hung in the air above them.

"Let me show you ignorant folks how to use the Heavenly Ice Soul." She pointed her finger at the forbidden item, and soon, the item started to grow larger and larger.

The members of the Ghost Master Clan watched as the Heavenly Ice Soul grew bigger till it was the size of a huge iceberg.

With another wave of her hand, the figure let the gigantic iceberg fall to the ground.

With a loud boom, the iceberg crashed and ice dust covered the entire place. With no time to escape, many members of the Ghost Master Clan were crushed under the weight of the large iceberg.

turned to the delicate figure, but the look in their eyes had changed into that of utter fear, as if they were looking at a

in shocked silence, the iceberg returned to its original form and slowly glided to the open palm of the

means that he considers you still useful. For his sake, I will let you go this time. But if you dare lay a finger on him again, I swear that I will wipe you out with no trace." The figure's aura soared

Rocky. 'She is his ally,' they thought collectively. With a shiver, they realized how lucky they were that

themselves, the figure put away the Heavenly

Wild Spirit Land were facing a great threat because of Rocky's control over the Divine Spiritual Source, the conflicts were still not alleviated. If anything, the conflicts were aggravated. Because of Townsend's death, the other spiritual race clans, which had been suppressed by the Heavenly Demon Clan, were now free of their restraint. Also, the damage of the calamity beasts created disputes among the spiritual race clans, making the situation more complicated. Each of them wanted to expand their

strife and secret struggles among the clans, the human empires suffered the consequences. They

clans remained calm, while they recuperated. In the last battle, the advanced spiritual race clans like them had suffered a great loss. Despite the disappearance of a calamity beast, another eight of them were still wantonly harming the Wild Spirit Land.

Ghost Master Clan was kept strictly under wraps. The clan did their best to kill any news from spreading, fearing

Lance's mansion in the Imperial City of

on the soft lawn, staggering unsteadily, before finally falling to the

no one around, so the little guy lay on

a figure with an evil aura suddenly appeared in the garden. Looking at the little boy on the ground, he walked up to him. However, he did not help the boy up,

at the terrible mask on the man's face; fear enveloped him. His tears stopped, and the boy slowly got up from the ground on

my son." Rocky's eyes narrowed. A trace of fatherly pride flashed

recognized his father. He couldn't help but pounce towards him. However, Rocky took a step back, and Nigel staggered