Chapter 920

"Surely you guys have other skilled fighters, right? Are you saying that after all these years, you guys have only trained the Eight Warlords?" Frederick raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of Nathan's words.

Nathan was a cunning strategist, an ambitious man. Frederick knew that if he ever showed weakness, Nathan would not hesitate to betray him.

Frederick hadn’t abandoned the Whalens yet because they were still useful to Frederick, and he was confident in controlling Nathan.

"The Whalens have trained many fighters over the years, though none are as strong as the Eight Warlords. The people we have currently could handle the York's fighters, but this time, the Yorks are going all out. They've reportedly hired seven experts known as the Seven Immortals," Nathan explained.

Frederick had heard of the Seven Immortals.

These seven were reclusive Savant Arts masters, each with over a century of cultivation. Their hidden retreat was called the Immortal Palace, and every year, many cul