Malior and the other elders were stunned when they saw the two disciples. After all, they were two of the top three elite disciples of the sect. While they were not core disciples yet, they were talents that the Triple Flair Sect had high hopes for. However, before they could ask what the two disciples were doing there, Bernard explained what happened, which brought a deep frown to the elder's faces. "How dare the two of you betray our sect?!" Elder Eisler roared.Neither Ymir nor Blanco looked apologetic. Ymir scoffed. "It's human nature to prioritize my own needs first, no? And Elder Eisler, you were the one who accepted Fred Hoffman as your closed-door disciple first! "What's so wrong about me offering my loyalty to Lord Buckner and telling them that you've accepted that bastard under your wing?" Blanco sneered, "Yeah! You started it first, Elder Eisler!" "What about you, then? What excuse do you have?" Another elder harrumphed. "We've offered you knowledge, power,

Brume Peak fell into a deathly silence, for everyone was rendered speechless by Fred's declaration. After all, only Malior and Elder Eisler knew that Fred was a high-level Ancient Warlord. Malior only knew because Elder Eisler told him so. Technically, only Elder Eisler knew about the extent of Fred's power. As far as everyone was concerned, Fred was a core disciple who was only probably slightly more powerful than the other disciples on Brume Peak.However, Fred was fighting against Bernard Buckner here, a high-level Ancient Warlord loyal to Holy Emperor Agate.Everyone thought that Fred would be on his knees shaking and begging for mercy. He might even plead to be the sole target of Bernard's wrath since he was the instigator. Instead, he threatened to kill Bernard if the man did not leave the mountain in the count of five.Fred must be crazy to say something so outrageous."How dare you, Fred Hoffman?!" Bovies roared. "Who the fuck do you think you are?! How dare you talk

Everyone seemed to be stupified by the turn of events. They could not believe what they had just seen. The great invincible Bernard Buckner, the powerhouse loyal to Holy Emperor Agate, was defeated with a slap from a 'weakling'. Fred should have died, yet the man remained unscathed. No one could believe this. Not even Bernard himself. The man cupped his bruising cheek and sat dumbly on the ground. He still had yet to wrap his head around what happened. "What... did you just do?""You're honestly asking me that?" Fred chuckled, then kindly reminded him, "Oh, right. I've counted to three now." "You... Motherfucker!" Bernard roared. While he still did not understand what happened, he was sure that Fred was taunting him. With each count, Fred was essentially humiliating him and his status and power as a high-level Ancient Warlord. It had not dawned on Bernard yet that Fred had slapped him so hard it sent him flying across the sky.Filled with ire, Bernard's next attack wa

Fred was a respected senior who had a deep connection with the Triple Flair Sect and had only disguised himself among the disciples to lure out the hidden dangers? The revelation provided by Malior, the sect leader, shocked everyone present. The expressions on the faces of Ymir and Blanc were especially foul.The reason they had both betrayed the sect and sided with Bernard to get stronger in the future was because they thought the Triple Flair Sect was only a fifth-rate sect. They had means of defending themselves against Bernard but faced certain annihilation. They did not even consider Fred, who Ymir had butted heads with before, since nothing would have been left after Bernard wiped out the sect.Yet now, Fred, the very man they looked down on, had suddenly transformed into a superpower figure with incomparable strength.They initially thought Bernard was about to crush the sect, but then Fred sent him flying like an ant with one slap after another. How could they accept thi

He was laughing? Malior and the rest of the Triple Flair Sect members had been brought to their knees in the face of the power swirling in Bernard's hand. After all, it was comparable to the Holy Emperor’s own power. Even Borris and the rest, who were also his targets, were on the ground. This was all expected as the Holy Emperors were the most revered existences in the Ancient Martial World. They were beings who stood at the pinnacle of the world.Although the power in his hand was only at the level of one singular attack from a Holy Emperor, it was still authentic in its force! Such power should only be faced with panic, fear, and submission. Yet, before him, Fred was not showing any awe at the power in his hand. Instead, he was even laughing.Bernard would not have known that the reason why Fred wanted to attack him was so that he could find an opportunity to understand the Holy Emperor. As the saying went, to know oneself and one’s enemy was to breeze a hundred battles withou