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“What? Tristan Yandell, one of the capital’s three great governors!” Most of the martial artists who had escaped death found it hard to believe it. Such an important figure had actually come to deal with them personally. However, the skinny martial artist’s eyes were filled with disbelief. He even questioned, “You’re following the Northern King’s order? Impossible! The Northern King is far away in the northern territory. How could he give you a killing order?” Just as he had finished speaking. “Look at the top of the mountain! Who is he?!” Tristan glanced at this group of reckless people. The skinny martial artist raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. There was a young man in white standing there. They might not recognize the young man, but they recognized the Qilin symbol on the northern flag! Only the commander of the northern army could wear the gold gilded Qilin robe. Only one person in the world could wear it, and it must be the Northern King. The appe
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In the two murals, there was a man in armor. He had a tall and sturdy figure, and he was holding a black spear in his hand. He had the talent of a lord, so he should be the tomb owner. In the mural, he had actually come to the Preston mountains. Preston at that time was the capital, and the Preston mountains were probably the hunting ground of the royal family. However, the area of the Preston mountains was huge, and the hunting ground was only a small part of it. The second mural showed that the armored man had come to the depths of the Preston mountains and led 3,000 soldiers to start an excavation. A shiny stone appeared. “Spiritual stone mine?” Westley Hader looked over with his sharp eyes. “There’s a spiritual stone mine in the Preston mountains!” Tristan Yandell was shocked. If such news were to be reported, they would be alerted and personally ask about it. Nowadays, spiritual herbs were extinct, and the spiritual stone mines had long been excavated by the ancient people
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From the beginning to the end, Ray did not have the desire to open the coffin. King Ray of this generation had his own noble and virtuous nature. If Ray wanted wealth or treasures, with his power and status, he could get anything he wanted! That was why Ray would never open a coffin and disturb a dead hero’s soul to search through his burial objects. He was the Northern King, not a grave robber! It was the same for Westley Hader. As one of the three sons of the north and the current governor, he had no interest in the tomb owner’s things. Before Tristan Yandell left, he told the Preston team to move all the porcelain in the stone room outside and bring them back to the Neal family’s place. If these things were not taken away, those martial artists would still think about the things here. At that time, the tomb owner’s coffin would definitely be opened up by others. That was why in clearing out the place, outsiders would believe that all the valuable items in the tomb had been
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The simple and honest old man called out, knocked the tobacco pipe in his hand against the stone and poured out the ashes. Tristan Yandell’s identity was not hard to identify. He was wearing a black shirt embroidered with a silver flying fish. Any martial artist with some knowledge could recognize that he was a governor. This scared the old man! Braydon Neal stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled. “I thought that the Elusive Fish technique was lost. I didn’t expect to see it here!” Just now, the simple and honest old man’s movement was like a fish in water, avoiding Tristan’s capture. Braydon could see through his technique at a glance. The simple and honest old man’s surname was Zito. The villagers called him Old Man Zito, and his real name had almost been forgotten. Old Man Zito’s eyes were unfocused, and he was already scared. After all, Tristan’s background was so great. Even if he was beaten to death, he would not provoke such an important person. With shifty
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Old Man Zito rolled his eyes at Tristan Yandell’s hostility. “What’s so good about being a martial artist? It’s better to be an ordinary person. Otherwise, if you make a small mistake and get targeted by the special operations team, you’ll be skinned even if you don’t die.” Old Man Zito’s face was droopy as he led the way into the village. Along the way, many villagers greeted him, “Old Man Zito, your relatives are here!” “Have you ever seen a relative who’s trying to kill you?” Old Man Zito’s face was all scrunched up. Normally, he relied on his War God level strength to live in the small mountain village. He could do whatever he wanted, and there was no one he could not take advantage of or offend. No one knew that two big shots would come today! One of them was the deputy governor of the capital city’s garrison, and the other was a young man in white, who was even more terrifying. He was the commander of the one million black-clothed elites of the north. Each of them could
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Ray was not a saint! It was better to leave the stupid act of returning good for evil to those idiots. King Ray adhered to the idea of killing as protection. He believed in the sword in his hand being able to kill all the enemies in the world! Searle Lambert knelt on the ground. He had no intention of resisting this legendary Northern King. No resisting, admitting to your crimes, and bearing all the consequences alone! If he did not plead guilty and instead resisted King Ray, he would be sentenced to death and his whole family would be exterminated! Ray said softly, “When I was seven years old, it was my birthday that rainy night. I vaguely remember your arrival. Everyone in the Gibson family was afraid of you and revered you like a God. You were the leader of the dark division in Quill. You appeared in Preston like a world-shaking big shot! His soft voice fell. Searle Lambert knelt on the ground like a weak piece of trash. At this moment, the scene was extremely silent. No
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Tristan Yandell laughed coldly and clenched the battle sword in his hand. He really wanted to chop this old man into pieces. “I’ve long heard that the king of the northern region is a lawless little devil,” Old Man Zito said with a face full of despair. “It seems to be true!” Tristan’s eyes flashed coldly, and a killing intent appeared. Old Man Zito’s words were disrespectful, so Tristan wouldn’t let him go just like that! He wanted to kill him on the spot! Moreover, Ray’s words revealed another layer of meaning. As a War God, if he did not use him for himself, he could only kill him so that he would not be injured by this mine. There was nothing wrong with this way of handling things. After all, the dark division and the special operations team had done this kind of thing before. “I’m already so old. I want to do something, but I don’t have the ability to do so!” Old Man Zito said with a bitter face. “War God level people have mastered the light and dark force. The force flo
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“The team leader asked us to move them here. The Preston team’s base is filled with burly martial artists. They’re brave and good at fighting. If they were to fiddle with antiques, they would definitely cut seven or eight of them into pieces with one slash.” Logan Hall explained as he entered. Therefore, it was better to send these things to Ray. For martial artists, they rarely cared about antiques. There were only two things that they cared about. One was the spiritual herbs, and the other was the ancient martial arts techniques. Ray laughed but did not say anything. He could send it to anyone as a birthday gift. Giving the five famous kilns as gifts was perhaps something only Ray was brazened enough to do. In the small courtyard, a ten-year-old girl was holding a bright red candied haws in her hand. She was wearing sports clothes, and her round face was very cute. “Big Brother, where have you been? I’ve been looking for you!” She called out sweetly. “Big Brother went out t
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[Final Chapter]Everyone was shocked. Everyone looked at this young man in white. His methods were truly terrifying. Executing five team leaders with just one sentence? The team leader and the four deputies must all die! Zayn Ziegler’s eyes were filled with shock and anger. He cupped his fists and knelt on one knee. “Tony Wally and the others are in the wrong, but their crimes do not warrant death. Please show mercy, Northern King!” Zayn still dared to plead for mercy? For such a scandal to happen in the Quill team, Zayn was not strict enough to discipline them. He could not escape the blame! Tristan Yandell was so angry that he laughed. “You still dare to plead for mercy? The Quill team is right under your nose, hiding evil and doing evil. As the commander, you are useless. You can’t escape punishment!” Tony and the others looked at the young man in white in disbelief.Ray was dressed in a snow-white robe, with a black cloak wrapped around his shoulders. The golden Qilin patt
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In actual fact, these two people had known each other for more than ten years and had formed a deep relationship in the northern territory. However, in terms of status, Zayn Ziegler was more than a level lower than Tristan Yandell. Back in the northern territory, Tristan was ranked among the five heavenly kings. His status was only lower than Cripple Carden’s. Later, Tristan was transferred to the capital garrison and remained silent for three years. To outsiders, his strength had not increased at all. This made Zayn feel a little smug. As a ninth-level War God, he had already forgotten the majesty of heavenly king Yandell! “We’re both ninth-level War Gods, but there’s still a huge difference between us!” Tristan said coldly. “Don’t go too far!” Zayn’s gaze was unfriendly. “You country bumpkin!” Tristan’s eyes were filled with disdain. Zayn was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. In the next moment, the two of them attacked each other. Zayn waved his fist, but it
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Zayn Ziegler could not help but be shocked and angry. If the king of the northern territory had a plane crash on a rainy night right on this spot, he, Zayn Ziegler, would die a hundred times to atone for his sins! If Ray were to fall, who would be able to control the ten legions of the northern army? A million black-robed elites only respected King Ray! Even King Cole Colbie could only intimidate them for a moment, not suppress them forever. Luther Carden, Yuri Qualls, and many other powerful people, all of whom had their own armies under their command, only respected the Northern King! If Ray died here, the soldiers of the north would definitely sweep through the provincial capital, Quill, and bury the tens of millions of people in the provincial capital with their commander! The northern army did not respect heaven and earth, nor did they fear ghosts and gods. They only believed in the sword in their hands. They pursued the concept of killing as protection! The millions of e
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At the entrance of the Quill main team’s headquarters. Zayn Ziegler’s steps were like a tiger’s, and an invisible pressure made Tony Wally and the others turn pale. He was the dignified Warblade of the Central Plains, the Commander of the three provinces of the Central Plains, and he had jurisdiction over seventy-two cities. It could be said that within the three provinces, Zayn was the most respected! His sacred majesty was ever-present. The stupid things that Tony and the others had done really annoyed Zayn. The Quill main team could not arrest the people of the Northern King! The Quill team was directly managed by his central Hansworth team. How would King Ray view Zayn? Would others say that Zayn had been the Commander of the Central Plains for so many years and no longer cared about the former commander anymore? If the news got out, Gordon Lowe would kill Zayn! The commander had a high position and great power, but Gordon never took him seriously. If Zayn dared to betra
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Younes Cross had clearly already expected this, so he naturally had no objections. The new president of the Chamber of Commerce was Braydon Neal, and he had the final say. However, there were some things that Grandpa Younes could not say. “Ray, Grandfather Younes has a favor to ask of you,” Louis Gibson said. “Dad, Grandpa Younes, just say what you want to say!” Ray wanted the old man to feel at ease. After all, the Gibson family of three had received a great favor from him! A life-saving grace! Without this old man’s help back then, Louis and his wife would have died long ago, and the seven-year-old Ray would have also been wiped out on that rainy night. The Gibson family would remember this kindness! Furthermore, the friendship between Younes Cross and Graham Gibson from the older generation was something that could not be forgotten in Braydon’s generation. “To be honest, I’m too embarrassed to even bring this up!” Old Master Younes smiled bitterly. “The Cross Corporation
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Ray really enjoyed the forging process. Tristan Yandell smiled bitterly. “Big Brother, using light and dark forces to refine weapons will hurt you. Take a break before you continue.” “It’s fine, when a grandmaster-level blacksmith reaches king level, he can use his ability to offset the damage.” Ray said calmly. Tristan’s mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes. Ray was just rubbing it in his face about not being at the king level. Old Man Zito pulled Kendrick Lua away and said in an unfriendly tone, “Refund the money!” “Alright, I’ll give you the money later. Let me watch from the side. This is the first time I’ve seen a grandmaster blacksmith forge a weapon!” Kendrick was on the verge of tears. Was he someone who lacked three hundred thousand dollars? Even if he offered three million, he might not be able to get such a close view of a weapon forged by a grandmaster blacksmith, let alone three hundred thousand. Kendrick also knew that this might be the only time in his life
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Old Man Zito was an old hooligan. He rolled up his sleeves and demanded for a refund. “You Neals are being bullies!” Kendrick Lua stood up angrily. “Who’s bullying you? Just give me back my money!” Old Man Zito’s eyes were not kind. He would not leave without getting a refund. Before Kendrick could speak. Tristan Yandell said angrily, “If we wanted to bully you, you’d already be a corpse!” “Hmph!” Kendrick’s expression was ugly. Ray Gibson stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “Boss Lua, don’t misunderstand us. We didn’t come here to humiliate you. Because in front of me, you are not worthy of my humiliation!” This sentence was even more excessive than Tristan’s. His words were calm and unhurried, but Kendrick felt that this was the greatest humiliation ever! What did he mean when he said that he did not even have the right to be humiliated! Kendrick’s eyes were filled with anger. A level-nine warrior was the top martial artist in Preston city. Tristan smiled. “
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After Tristan Yandell said that, Liam Gibson’s eyes went dull, and he was totally stunned. There were eight grandmaster blacksmiths in the northern army, and they were all Ray’s disciples? This was too terrifying! When Ray was in the northern territory, he reorganized the database of the north, including the library, and ordered the collection of forging techniques of various eras. Westley Hader used his authority as the governor to access the capital’s database and shared it with the north. The five commanders behind the five main teams, Gordon Low and the others, did not say anything. They sorted out the various incomplete ancient scrolls and sent them to the north. Ray had spent half a year to sort out all the ancient books and come up with a complete grandmaster’s way of refining artifacts. In just two years, he had trained eight grandmaster blacksmiths for the northern army! More importantly, the northern army had mastered the complete art of weapon refinement. It meant
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This left the opportunity to release the light and dark forces throughout every part of Tristan Yandell’s body. It was equivalent to indirectly weakening Tristan’s bottleneck. Logan Hall obediently stood to the side. In a conversation regarding this realm, he, a newly advanced warrior, was completely unable to interject! However, Tristan’s grasp of the king-level technique meant that once he entered the marquis realm, he would be a different existence. This kind of martial artist was invincible in the same realm! In the Gibson family’s manor, there were also people who had not rested all night. That was Liam Gibson! He had experienced the black market incident and knew that he was too weak. He had wasted thirteen years, and now he wanted to catch up. When Ray Gibson arrived, he saw his fourth uncle in the villa, holding a black iron spear and tirelessly practicing the king-level technique, violent spear. “Fourth Uncle, take a break before you continue.” Ray pushed the door o