Chapter 1993: Chapter 1993: Killing Two Semi-Saints Chapter 1993: Chapter 1993: Killing Two Semi-Saints Several Semi-Saints fell out of the Void, and at this moment, they were facing the furious Ethan Smith and a Salena Carpenter who couldn't muster the resolve to deal a deadly blow. They couldn't help but feel a sinking in their hearts.
“Let's end today's matter here and not go too far,” a Semi-Saint said.
The rest of the Semi-Saints remained silent, their expressions cold as they searched for the right moment to leave.
At this time, the Prince intervened, saying, “Ethan Smith, let's stop here and not dwell on it any further.”
Ethan Smith glanced at the Prince and then at the Semi-Saint not far away.
His aura began to slowly dissipate, and the terrifying murderous spirit that had been surrounding him gradually vanished.
The Prince breathed a sigh of relief, and the Semi-Saint nearby snorted lightly.
Gazing at Ethan Smith, he said, “Ethan Smith, today you have narrowly escaped, but remember, this is by no means a stroke of luck for you.”
After leaving those words, the Semi-Saint turned to leave.
But at that moment, Ethan Smith used the Character Xing technique to suddenly appear behind him!
By the time the Semi-Saint realized what was happening, Ethan Smith's fist had already pierced through his chest!
Everyone was shocked! Ethan Smith had actually taken action all of a sudden!
“You!” The Semi-Saint struggled to turn around and looked at Ethan Smith in front of him, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At the same time, Salena Carpenter came with her Glided Rake in hand.
Her Glided Rake went from top to bottom, fiercely smashing down on the Semi-Saint's head, obliterating his head!
The perfect cooperation between the two of them instantly killed a Semi-Saint!
The remaining Semi-Saints' faces turned ugly, but they knew that it was not the right time to fight any longer and could only leave like this.
Ethan Smith coldly watched the fallen Semi-Saint and said quietly, “This is by no means a stroke of luck for the Wilson family, either. From this day on, it is a life-and-death feud between me and the Wilson family.”
Then, Ethan Smith walked in front of the Prince and slightly bowed, saying, “Sorry, I didn't want to let him go.”
The Prince opened his mouth and could only respond with a bitter smile in the end.
The Semi-Saint from the Wilson family who came to save his life left like this, and no one thought the outcome would be like this.
Adam Graham, who was watching the battle in secret, had an extremely cold expression on his face.
After snorting coldly, he quickly disappeared as well.
The aura on Ethan Smith began to slowly dissipate.
He walked to the front of Alfred Freeman and stopped.
At that moment, Alfred's aura was extremely weak, seeming as if he could die at any time.
Ethan Smith looked at the Prince and bowed, saying, “Please trouble the Prince to invite Master Nebula to save my friend.”
Of course, the Prince would not refuse, and he waved his hand, two attendants picked up Alfred and headed towards Sky City.
Ethan Smith squatted down and looked at the lifeless Clay Freeman, feeling great sorrow.
Back then, the Freeman brothers took great care of Ethan Smith, and their kindness was etched in his heart. If it wasn't for them, Ethan would have died a long time ago.
Since becoming a disciple of Randall Freeman, the three of them were like brothers. But now, Clay died because of him. The pain pierced Ethan's heart, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
“Clay, I'm sorry.” Ethan Smith took a deep breath and slowly picked up Clay's body.
Salena Carpenter, who stood by, was filled with immense anger.
The relationship between the Freeman brothers and Salena was anything but ordinary. Now that Clay was dead, how could Salena not be furious?
Ethan Smith held Clay, returning to Sky City.
He walked straight to Master Nebula's residence and placed Clay's body to one side.
At this moment, Master Nebula was healing Alfred Freeman, and upon seeing Ethan Smith's arrival, spoke softly: “Don't worry, I can ensure this young man's life.”
Ethan Smith nodded and expressed his gratitude: “Thank you, Master Nebula.”
Afterwards, Ethan Smith glanced at Clay Freeman's body and said: “Master Nebula, I need another favor, please preserve my brother's corpse, I need to take him back to the Rayleigh Province.”
Master Nebula was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
After these arrangements were made, Ethan Smith and Salena Carpenter returned to the Imperial Palace.
Inside the Imperial Palace, representatives from the major aristocratic families felt fear in their hearts.
The great power displayed by Ethan Smith in this battle had already frightened them, and their previous provocation had now vanished without a trace.
Everyone kept their distance, fearing any provocation towards Ethan Smith.
“Please accept my condolences,” the Prince said in consolation.
Ethan Smith took a deep breath and said, “Your Highness, I have to go to Serene South City.”
“To Serene South City?” The Prince frowned. “If you leave Sky City now, you are likely to encounter trouble. Although I am not sure where the power you displayed earlier comes from, I am certain that it is not yours.”
Ethan Smith remained silent. The Prince was right, Ethan himself was also unsure where this surge of power fuelled by anger had come from.
Ever since he began cultivating, this surge of power had only appeared twice: once for Emily Taylor and this time because of Clay Freeman.
“Let me go instead,” Salena Carpenter suggested.
“I must avenge Clay Freeman,” Ethan insisted.
Prince shook his head and said, “The initiator of this matter is Marc Fraley, the City Lord of Serene South City, and it has nothing to do with others. Moreover, I'm afraid that Marc Fraley must have already fled by now. If I'm not mistaken, he's probably at the Wilson family now.”
After listening to the Prince's analysis, Ethan Smith calmed down.
“Don't be hasty, I understand your desire for revenge,” the Prince patted Ethan Smith's shoulder and intentionally or unintentionally said, “Sometimes people need to be patient.”
It was unclear whether the Prince was saying this to Ethan Smith or to himself.
Compared to the annihilation and decline of the royal family, Ethan Smith's pain seemed to be insignificant.
“Alright,” Ethan Smith took a deep breath after a moment and seemed to calm down.
After this battle, Ethan Smith's name spread throughout the Holy Region.
Major aristocratic families came to know the news; from top to bottom, people in the Holy Region chattered about this matter.
“That Ethan Smith actually killed two Semi-Saints, too scary!”
“Is he the same Ethan Smith who defeated the Wilson brothers?”
“Tsk tsk, with his talent, the future is limitless.”
“I think Thunder Courtyard is going to back him up, right?”
The news shocked the nine great families, and Ethan Smith's emergence completely disrupted their existing power structure.
Many scions of these families felt a sense of anxiety and pressure.
Frostmoon Palace.
The Williams Saintess was having a discussion with a cultivator who had an even more delicate appearance than a woman. This person was none other than Corbin Green.
“Tsk tsk, Saintess Williams, your vision is still as razor-sharp as ever, no wonder you were willing to befriend him,” Corbin Green took a sip of tea and couldn't help but sigh with admiration.
Saintess Williams feigned surprise and asked, “I wonder who Saint Green is referring to?”
Chapter end
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