Even separated by dozens of kilometers, Ethan still felt the bone-piercing chill. Ethan's heart shuddered as he hurriedly circulated his Force to resist. Only then did he feel somewhat better.Whoosh!The icy arrows seemed endless. White Brow elder's figure flickered rapidly through the void, nimbly evading. Occasionally, a few arrows would pierce his flesh, but it would instantly recover. However, this still greatly drained his force.In the blink of an eye, White Brow elder slashed out over a dozen sword beams, crisscrossing the void. Below on the icy terrain, over ten more deep ravines were added.But! The sword beams only left a few white marks on the turtle shells without the slightest effect.The two sixty thousand year old mythical turtles showed no hint of impact. The sword beams were completely deflected."Such a powerful defense!" Ethan was somewhat shocked within the icy mound.He had witnessed the lethality of White Brow elder's sword beams. A casual strike from over ten

"Not perfect enough," Ethan frowned slightly, feeling the newly reformed fleshly body. He realized this physical form was rather weak, with a soft and powerless feeling, as if it could not exert any strength.Ethan also noticed that the more thoroughly the fleshly body was destroyed, the slower it was to repair. Missing just an arm or leg could be restored instantly, but now with only a small finger section remaining after the self-detonation, the restoration was much more difficult."Squeak~" Little White curled up in Ethan's right palm, licking his hand. Then it raised its snake head high, staring at Ethan.Having been with it for some time, Ethan understood immediately. He quickly took out a top-quality spiritual stone from his Azure Myst and placed it in Little White's mouth."Greedy thing," Ethan scolded with a laugh, but he did not begrudge it.Truthfully, Little White had been a great help this time. Without it leading the way, there was no chance of luring White Brow to the gr

"What are you shouting for? Can't you see I'm busy?" The middle-aged woman's willow brows shot up as she placed both hands on her hips. "I've got plenty of vodka. One top-grade spiritual stone per jar. Can you afford it?"Ethan frowned slightly. One top-grade spiritual stone for a jar? Since when did liquor in the secular world get so expensive? In the past, one top-grade spiritual stone could buy tens of thousands of jars of premium vodka.But Ethan had never cared much for money. If this tavern's vodka was truly extraordinary, then a higher price was reasonable and worth it."A bit expensive, let me try a jar first," Ethan said."Try first? Sorry, no sampling at this tavern." The middle-aged woman impatiently waved her hand.Ethan's eyebrows ticked up slightly but he did not retort. With a grab at the void, he drew a jar of vodka into his hand. With a wave, he broke the seal and started chugging directly from the jar."You crazy drunk!" The middle-aged woman was furious and rushed

After a moment, the chamber door opened again as a burly figure strode in and stood silently by Ethan's side, wooden-faced without speaking a word.Without looking, Ethan knew - it was Maxwell, whom he had not seen for nearly two years!After two years, Maxwell's build had become even more sturdy and upright! His skin was darker, like charcoal. On a night like this, if he stood in the woods, he would blend perfectly. Not a patch of white could be seen on his entire body. Even his robes had changed to black.A black-robed assassin! Ethan strangely felt somewhat nervous. Why had Red-Clothed Elder called Maxwell in?Red-Clothed Elder could not possibly be unaware of his past relations with Maxwell. Could it be...Ethan secretly bit his tongue, forcibly calming himself as his mind raced, pondering countermeasures."Ethan, cut off his right arm," Red-Clothed Elder said indifferently with a slight point at Maxwell.Maxwell's eyes were lifeless, as if he hadn't heard. He did not look at Eth

Ethan stared expressionlessly at Maxwell, but his heart had sunk to the bottom of a valley.What did Maxwell's words imply?It meant that wanting to rescue Maxwell would absolutely not go smoothly. Even Maxwell had sensed something amiss. What kind of character was Red-Clothed Elder? How could he not take precautions?It was even possible that Beyond Heaven assassins were already lurking around them.Ethan surreptitiously scanned his surroundings. The rain grew heavier and heavier. In this slice of the world, other than the deafening downpour, no other sounds could be heard.Little White poked out its sneaky head from Ethan's sleeve, seeming to be holding something in its mouth. But in the heavy rain, no one noticed it.Ethan swiftly approached and reached to lock Maxwell's neck.From beginning to end, Ethan had never thought Maxwell would willingly take the Emperor's Ink Pill. That was impossible. So to rescue Maxwell, he first had to subdue him and make him yield.Moreover, Ethan wa