Chapter 1562

Western Border, Mount Littleroot.

A man who looked to be in his 40s walked toward the base of the mountain.

The person was dressed in fashionable, modern clothing.

He also carried a long sword on his back.

The presence of the long sword was jarring and stood out over his entire outfit.

“Who’s there?”

As soon as Tobias showed up, he was stopped by the Blithes’ guards.

The guards immediately pointed their guns at the approaching Tobias.

“This place is Mount Litttleroot. Outsiders are not allowed, so leave quickly. Otherwise…”

Tobias looked at the Blithes’ guards and his lips raised into a faint smile.

He lost to the Blithes’ paragon in the past.

For 20 long years, he had been brooding over the defeat.

the Blithe Fist of Abomination. Back when James was captured, he did not dare to oppose them directly and only

was no longer afraid

toward the

at the men before him, a sinister smile crept on his face, and he unsheathed the long

out of its

already dashed halfway up the mountain. They did not even see him draw

collapsed into a pool of blood on the

sword back in its

he ascended the mountain step

held at the top of the

the attention of the Blithes’ martial artists.

hardened upon seeing Tobias. He immediately shouted, “How dare you trespass

intense energy sweep toward

reached the median of the eighth rank, he still felt suffocated by the energy.

that moment, he realized the person before

man standing before him was no

of the eighth rank, he knew he was

and demeanor immediately shifted. He wore a bright smile and asked, “Who might you be? What’s

Donovan, who was dressed in black sackcloth, and he

“W-Who are you?”

stared at Tobias with

but could not recognize the man

“Tobias Caden.”

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