Alexâs expression changed. As expected, it was the skeletons again.
A thought came to his mind. Back when the undead invaded Spiritual Valley City, the Allianceâs three
thousand death squad members died in battle and Rinwell Mathis died in battle. Whereas, those
undead must have occupied this place. Could it be that this place was the undeadâs lair now?
He had seen the scenes in the memory that Old Whitey had showed him. He had a clear concept of the
sea-like undead army. They were powerful and large in number.
What would happen if the entrance to the Spiritual Valley Dungeon was opened up?
Alex dared not imagine it as it would be a disaster for sure.
âMr. Rockefeller, Mr. Rockefeller, please!â
A female disciple who was concerned about her master, knocked her forehead against the ground
continuously before Alex because she knew Alexâs might. She could only bring a ray of hope to Alcina
Bela and the others by seeking his help.
And, they ran here, trying to look for help.
They did not have much hope in them at first. It was because under normal circumstances, Alex and
the others took another route into the secret realm. Never did they expect that they would really find
him here. Alex grabbed the female disciple who had wounded her forehand after knocking it against the
ground repeatedly. âDo you still remember the way? Lead the way and Iâll go save your master!â
âThe three of you should get some rest in the city. Jasmine Gerbera is in the house in front.â
The female disciple who knocked her forehead against the ground had injuries on her body. It would be
impossible for her to walk back on her own. By the time she returned there, the Floral Valleyâs sect
master and those experts would probably be dead.
He carried the female disciple and activated Lightning Sprint. He named it Lightning Sprint on his own
and it was quite appropriate.
If he ran wildly on the ground, Lightning Sprint would be much faster than Imperial Sword Flight,
especially when he was carrying another person.
Of course, that was not a blanket statement.
Mainly, it was because Alex was not particularly familiar with the Imperial Sword Flight coupled with his
weak cultivation. As his cultivation got stronger in the future, the speed of the Imperial Sword Flight
would definitely exceed the Lightning Sprint.
âMeow!â
Old Whitey suddenly appeared beside him. Its originally petite figure became larger in an instant. The
red armor emerged with a swoosh, wrapping around its whole body. At that moment, it looked like two
crazily dashing sports cars that met in the middle of the road.
Old Whitey made a gesture by gently tilting its shoulders.
The armor on his back made a click sound and transformed into a saddle-like device. Alex immediately
understood its meaning, so he leapt onto Old Whiteyâs back.
He had seen the memory, so he knew that Old Whitey was actually Rinwellâs mount and her combat
partner. Never did he expect that he would now be able to enjoy General Mathisâs privilege for once.
The female disciple of the Floral Valley was stunned. She even thought that some kind of monster was
coming after them!
Swoosh!
Old Whitey increased its speed.
A catâs speed was initially fast, not to mention a cat demon like Old Whitey. Its green eyes were like a
stream of light in the dark. It instantly rushed forward with a speed twice as fast as Alexâs Lightning
Sprint.
âAlex, Alexâ¦â
Luna, who had not gone far, saw Alex and Old Whitey rushing out of the city, so she immediately
chased after them. But how could she still see their figures?
âB*stard! How dare you didnât wait for me?!â
Luna was not actually angry when she left earlier, but she was just trying to play hard to get. She was
not going to stick to Alex like a little woman, waiting for him to pamper herself. She wanted to be a
queen. However, when she saw Alex rushing out to save the people of the Floral Valley in the middle of
the night, she could not help but get worried.
***
âSect Master, there are too many skeleton monsters and weâre being surrounded!â
âJunior Natalie canât hold it any longer. What do we do?!â
Alcina was covered in wounds while her arm was almost broken. She looked at the remaining five
female disciples with a sorrowful face.
What could she do in a situation like this?
Seeing that the skeleton army was getting closer, she said decisively, âThe west side has the least
skeletons. I will try my best to forge a path for everyone. Whether we can get out alive, it depends on
Godâs will!â
âSect Master, Iâll rush to the front!â