Flynn could not understand why his grandfather was laughing so crazily."Good, good! Ancestors in heaven, you may now rest in peace. The Forgework Heavenly Scribe has returned!" Stuart suddenly fell kneeling to the ground and cried after he was done laughing.He was sobbing quite sadly.This confused Flynn."Flynn, our ancestors built the great tomb of Constantine the Great by using the Forgework Heavenly Scribe. It was built expertly and will stand strong for thousands of years. I can't believe it has returned to you. T-The Coopers will be able to rise once more!"Stuart looked a little mad, and it took him a long time to calm down.However, Flynn was not happy with this.Gravekeepers were just workers who built Constantine the Great's tomb. He did not want to play such roles. He wanted to be the emperor!However, he did not say this out loud.Stuart kept mumbling as he approached Flynn."Good, good! This is good! Our ancestors have made an appearance because of the spirit
Flynn was excited, but he looked around the normal little room with some doubt.Everyone was being careful except for Chase, who was staring at a bunch of weak monsters. He was in a daze. Were those the monster spirits?That was when it happened.There was a weird roar, and something that smelled bad and looked like a hound came running out of the hole.That thing opened up its jaws to bare all of its white teeth and attacked Flynn."Wow, the head is in the shape of a skull. Interesting!"Flynn was excited but also a little scared. If he was bitten by that jaw, he would definitely lose his leg. Moreover, that hound's mouth was filthy. It had to be poisonous.Stuart hit the hound with a bat at the most crucial moment.The hound fell into the Eight Trigrams Formation and disappeared into it.There was a powerful inscription carved onto the bat. When he hit the monster spirit, silver sparks flared up around. It was amazing."Wow, you're awesome, Grandpa!"Flynn got excited. He
While he was being distracted, a hungry wolf lunged at him and tried to bite his neck.Flynn yelled and backed away, but he was not able to avoid the attack.That was when Stuart flung his sword over, and it pierced through the monster spirit wolf. It fell to the ground.The slaughtering went on for a long time until it was after midnight.When the clock struck past midnight, more wolves came rushing out."These are the demon wolves guarding the tomb. The spiritual energy revivement has given them enough power to run out into the world. Don't let them escape!"Stuart was wounded everywhere in the fight. He was breathless, but he did not give up."Why don't we call the police, Grandpa?"Flynn had calmed down after the long slaughter.He did not expect the monster spirits to be so formidable during the spiritual energy revivement. They were so formidable that it was frightening.After a long fight, they were about to be eaten by these monster spirits. Their bodies would be comp
Blood splattered everywhere, and the three-headed flood dragon fell limply to the ground."Our ancestors have blessed us! I can die in peace now."Stuart, who had also fallen to the ground, was still conscious. His voice trembled when he witnessed this unexplainable sight. He thought that his ancestors had saved them."What's wrong with you, Grandpa?"Flynn was frightened as he ran over to Stuart. Stuart was now unrecognizable. His face was seriously corroded, and his lips were almost falling off. He only had a few teeth left in his mouth, and he looked quite terrifying."Grandpa, Grandpa, what happened to you? Grandpa!"Flynn was distressed to see this. He was almost crying when he asked the question.He had lost all excitement at being able to battle monster spirits."Don't cry, Flynn. Don't cry. It's our honor as gravekeepers to die while fulfilling our duty!"Stuart's breathing became heavy as he lay on the ground. However, there was great pride in his eyes.This was his
"Smash this shop and break his limbs!"Bald was inhumane. He gave the orders coldly and stood by the side to watch with his arms folded.Longsworth's Bald Walt had a bad reputation and was good at forcing people to relocate. He was the nemesis of stubborn proprietors like Flynn. Flynn was only an unimportant person in all this, and Bald did not care much for him.To Bald, Flynn was like a homeless dog that did not require any attention.Everything in the shop was broken.Flynn could only sit on the ground while glaring furiously at them. He was helpless and angry. Flynn was so angry, he could kill."This is your last warning, brat. Continue sticking around tomorrow and you'll die!"After they thrashed the shop, Bald left him a cold yet vicious warning before he left. As the manager of the demolition and relocation team, he had already disappointed his chairman."Ptui! Let's see who dies in the end!"Flynn refused to give in. He clenched his teeth at this thought and began to c
"Hoho! It's just two of us here. There's no problem with me calling you that!" Flynn smiled happily when he saw the shy look on her face. However, his smile pulled on the wound on his head, and he crouched to the ground in pain."Were you hit again? I told you to call the police! It's illegal for them to force us into relocating. We're moving soon too. I heard the Landle Enterprise has bought this entire street.""No, I'll handle my own problems. Do you think I'm not strong enough?"Flynn remembered that Constantine the Great would never beg others for help when he was in trouble. He would bulldoze forward and make sure he got things done on his own.Celeste frowned at his words."What are you saying? Do you think you can beat them all down? They're all vicious people. Stop being stubborn about this!" Celeste was the prettiest girl on the street. She was bright and beautiful, and many young men were attracted to her. However, she only treated Flynn well.This was the only thi
Celeste went off to cook while Flynn watched her go into the kitchen with a silly smile on his face.When he lowered his head, he was suddenly feeling troubled. The object he had used to smash Bald's head was that figurine.The top of the figurine had a crack now.That rich young man was coming in the evening to pick it up. It was too late for Flynn to make another one. Moreover, he did not have the material to make a second one. He was troubled at the thought of this.After he had his meal with Celeste and walked her home, it was getting near to the pickup time. What was he supposed to do?Flynn began to feel anxious.Chase watched this silently. Why was this guy such a blockhead?Did he not just receive the Forgework Heavenly Scribe?Chasenow had an understanding of it.The Forgework Heavenly Scribe's inscriptions could be used to repair various materials after one achieved stage one. The inscriptions were a technique that used spiritual energy.Cultivating stage one woul
Flynn respectfully brought the warrior figurine to the table."Is it useful?"The rich young man glanced at it and asked condescendingly."Of course, it is!" Flynn emphasized heavily. There was a powerful air about him when he spoke, and the group of men that came in were taken aback.Despite sounding confident, Flynn was not entirely sure."Would this be useful to find my girlfriend if she ran off?" the rich young man continued speaking haughtily."Sure!" Flynn replied with confidence. He sounded like he was all-knowing and had full gusto in his reply."Dang, you rascal. You're young, but you sound so sure of yourself!"The rich young man was amused. Even the bodyguards behind him laughed.Flynn did not even bat an eye at the question as he immediately guaranteed that this supernatural method was effective.Just then, the rich young man's phone rang."Hello? Fred? It's me, Linny. Something happened at home recently, and I had to leave without saying goodbye. I'm so sorry."
"Kill him!"These martial artists were all powerful fighters. Even the weakest among them was a peak eighth-tier semi-saint. They sensed with their consciousness that Halver had been defeated.All of the Webers' powerhouses were filled with hate and anger. They took out their weapons and lunged toward Chase in an attack.The look in Chase's eye became even colder when the Webers retaliated. "I'll destroy the Webers today and get those two medicinal herbs after."A huge sword shadow formed behind Chase. The sword flash swept in all directions, destroying all of the weapons in the attack against Chase.Chase took another step forward. The sword in hand dazzled so brightly that it hurt the eyes. The light covered every corner as if about to destroy everything.It took only a short time for the Webers' powerhouses to be slaughtered. They did not even have the chance to retaliate. They were as weak as sick chickens.Cletus was shocked, feeling his hair stand on end. It felt like deat
Everyone was delighted.Halver Weber, the master of the Weber Secret Sect, was a peak martial arts saint. He was the second most powerful man after the Supreme Elder of the Webers.Two old men in black stood next to him with powerful auras. One of them was the leader of the Webers' Enshrined, Dennis Cloy. The other man was Halver's brother, Cletus."Who are you? How dare you barge into the Weber residence?! Don't you know that the Webers are Capital City's top family?" Halver said with a cold look on his face."Top family?" Chase laughed condescendingly and said with indifference, "I heard that the Webers possess two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Bring them out here. Give me those herbs and the Webers will live. Otherwise…"Chase paused at this point. He swept a glance at all the Webers present. A cynical smile appeared on his face. "This isn't much. The Webers are nothing to me!"Halver was enraged and roared, "What arrogance! Don't blame us for retaliating with force now t
Meanwhile, Chase was glowing in gold light, looking like a God of War.He was dressed to hunt, and there was a cold look in his eye. He displayed no emotions, acting like all he had done was kill an ant.Chase pulled out his sword, where blood was dripping down the blade.He turned to leave and headed to look for the Webers. Now that he was done with the Starks, it was time to take care of the Webers.Chase thought about this as he walked there. The Starks were one of the most wealthy families in Capital City. It did not bother him to destroy the Starks, but he had to find a good reason to do so or it might make others suspicious."Forget about it. I'll destroy the Weber Secret Sect first before thinking about this."Not long after, Chase arrived at the door of the Weber Secret Sect. He pushed the door open and strode in.The guards of the Weber Secret Sect saw Chase barge in and shouted, "Who dares come into the Weber Secret Sect?!" Chase kept silent as he continued walking i
"Who exactly is that young man? Why haven't I heard of him? The Starks are finished for making such a powerful enemy."Chase was decisive and resolute. He was ruthless, which frightened many of the Starks' guards.He closed his eyes to rest. Thin, black smoke began wafting out of his body and it eventually covered everything around Chase. No one was able to get near him.This was a lonely mountain peak that was far away from the bustling city.After some time, a car came by and parked near the mountain."Bastard!"Someone roared in misery. Theo Stark jumped out of his car. He was furious and roared with great anger.He looked at the abandoned house in front of him. Sorrow, fear, and revenge consumed him. His roars echoed all around."Chase Collins! Where is my son, Tank?!"He ran toward the ruins crazily.Just as Theo was about to get inside, he suddenly sensed a great danger. The next thing he knew, the mountain began shaking. It felt like the sky was about to fall. Theo was
Something sped by in the air, and several powerful auras were coming in close."Who are you? How dare you slaughter the Starks?"The man in the lead grunted coldly. He had a spear in his hand and came speeding over in a flash to stab Chase in the back.Chase did not look back. He raised his left hand and flicked his finger. There was a loud bang, and the spear broke into pieces. Turning back, he waved his hand. The dagger shot out midair and stabbed right between the man's eyes."H-How is this possible…" The man's eyes widened as he looked at Chase in disbelief. His mouth moved as if trying to say something, but his body gradually turned cold and stiff. This happened in a flash.By the time the other powerful auras appeared, the man with the spear was dead."Who are you?!" The two men were shocked. They were looking at Chase in great astonishment."I should be the one asking who you are," Chase sneered, his eyes narrowing.The two old men stepped forward and said in a deep voic
Chase saw that the entire living room was covered in blood. The walls were filled with various frightening torture tools."Is this how the Starks treat their guests?" Chase's expression was cold. He said this slowly and carefully, making sure every word was heard.The Starks!They were crossing the line!"Who's there?!"An angry voice was heard from deep inside the house. It was followed by violent coughing.A young man with messy hair struggled to stand. He was covered in blood. An arm fell limply below his shoulders. The cut on it was clean, and it was a horrifying sight to see.His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Chase. "You worthless ant, you—pfft!"He only managed a few words before his throat caught something and he coughed up blood."Who are you? The Starks have never crossed paths with you. Why do you want me dead?!" He was a member of the Starks, and he questioned Chase with clenched teeth.A name immediately appeared in Chase's mind at the sight of this Stark fa
The elder was furious with what the Gold Devouring Voodoo Bug did."Damn it! You destroyed everything I had!"He was filled with anger. His eyes were red as he yelled hysterically. His voice was shrill, and it sounded like the shrill of a banshee."Did you think you were the only one who knew how to use voodoo?" Chase grunted coldly."Impossible! How could you know restricted mystical techniques?" The elder was in disbelief. Only a direct descendent of the clan was qualified to cultivate the Gold Devouring Voodoo Bug."Nothing is impossible in this world," Chase said with conviction.He flicked his fingers after that, and a green talisman appeared. It exploded with a loud bang and formed into a burning ball of flame.Two balls of flame came flying over and sat on each side of Chase's shoulder. The flames burned furiously as they formed into fire armor that covered him. His defense increased."You must die…"The elder laughed crazily.He waved his hand, and two wooden puppets
Chase's eyes narrowed as he observed the mountain of gold and jewels gleaming before him. They were treasures of immense value.He cast a cold glance at the glittering heap and shook his head. "These baubles are worth less than your pitiful insects. They don't even qualify to buy your life."Before his words faded, Chase extended his hand, unleashing a sharp burst of sword energy.The sword energy tore through the treasure, shattering the gold and jewels into dust, leaving not a single piece intact."I told you, you'll die a miserable death." The elder clenched his teeth while his fists trembled with rage.Suddenly, the space around them became distorted. A strange and eerie energy weaved itself into a cage that encased Chase."Devouring Spirit Ghost Domain!" the elder roared, his bloodshot eyes wide with madness. "You're doomed! I'll make you suffer every imaginable torment before you die!"Chase felt the oppressive atmosphere around him intensify, the air thick with the mournf
"You're doomed!" the elder spat venomously, his eyes ablaze with hatred.The Gold Devouring Voodoo Bugs were not so easily eradicated. Their corpses would transform into sustenance for dormant eggs within them, allowing the swarm to regrow stronger and more voracious than before. Eventually, they would consume their hosts' life essence entirely."I'll make sure you'll die without even leaving a corpse behind!" the elder bellowed, his voice tinged with madness.The desolate front yard crumbled under the destructive force of their battle, leaving not a single brick or stone intact.The elder's tattered robes fell apart, revealing a body covered in deep sword wounds. Blood gushed out from every gash. Yet he persisted, his resolve remaining unshaken. He believed Chase was merely a newly-ascended peak semi-saint, far from being a match for him."You won't win—not while I have the Gold Devouring Voodoo Bugs!" he roared, his bloodshot eyes burning with frenzy. "As long as they exist, I'l