Editor:Â EndlessFantasy Translation
Constantine Siegel and Wolfhart Neal exchanged glances, understanding each otherâs intentions perfectly.
Jaromir Neal swiftly vanished alongside them, heading toward Braydon Neal who was a hundred miles away.
However, during their journey, Jaromir sent a mental alert, âWolfhart, weâve got a tail!â
âI felt it too. Itâs the Foremans,â Wolfhart replied, his gaze chilling.
The ten great forces were indeed the apex powers in the Spirit Sea, with interwoven grudges and alliances.
For millennia, they had been engaged in constant struggles, each vying for dominance.
Even within the Neal family, factions existed, with differing opinions among its members.
The Neal family and the Siegel family had the same blood flowing in their veins, so why did they have different surnames?
The Siegel family was obviously a part of the Neal family.@@novelbin@@
Wolfhartâs heart brimmed with murderous intent.
He spoke coldly, âYou two go ahead and find Thirteen. Iâll handle our pursuer.â
âUnderstood,â Constantine and Jaromir affirmed without hesitation.
They had unwavering faith in Wolfhartâs prowess.
Even if their pursuer turned out to be an eminent saint, they were confident in their ability to evade capture.
The target had to be eliminated.
Wolfhartâs tally of eminent saint kills was legendary, a testament to his unmatched skill.
As the nine-eyed, dual-pupiled man of the Neal family, he was an invincible force to be reckoned with.
If it werenât for Thirteen suddenly appearing, Wolfhart would have stood out as a remarkable genius within the Neal family.
His nine-eyed dual-pupils symbolized the apex of eye-bloodline techniques, until Thirteenâs birth shattered conventional understanding.
Jaromir and Constantine vanished in an instant, leaving behind an unusual disturbance that immediately caught the attention of the lurking figure.
As expected, Wolfhart and his companions had detected his presence.
âWolfhart, do you recall me?â
A figure clad in white, exuding an otherworldly aura, emerged from the shadows, his eyes bearing a distinctive blue, vertical hue.
âThird Uncle?â Wolfhartâs brow furrowed slightly.
He recognized the white-robed man from his youth, when he had accompanied his father to the Foreman familyâs headquarters.
This individual had received them thenâLyon Foreman.
The white-robed man nodded, pleased. âIâm impressed you still remember me after forty years. You were just a nine-year-old boy back then.â
Wolfhart regarded him with calm composure.
His fatherâs friendship held no sway over him; it was a connection unrelated to Wolfhart himself.
In the current circumstances, with all the major powers in the Spirit Sea seeking information about Braydon, he had to remain vigilant against outsiders.
âTo be frank, I came here because I heard that the prodigy of your Neal family was in this area, soâ¦â Lyonâs smile was gentle.
âWho informed you of this?â Wolfhartâs anger flared, his gaze filled with ferocious intensity.
Within the Neal family, any information concerning Braydon had been tightly sealed by the family head.
No one was permitted to disclose Braydonâs whereabouts.
The consequences of such a leak were clear: on Demon Saint Island, every faction in the Spirit Sea would be vying to eliminate Braydon.
It was common knowledge that once the Neal familyâs prodigy emerged, it would disrupt the delicate balance among the various powers in the Spirit Sea.
Inevitably, the major factions would have to yield to this exceptional prodigy.
So, who within the family had betrayed Braydonâs location to the Foreman family?
This matter demanded a thorough investigation.
âIâm unable to disclose that individualâs identity,â Lyon apologized.
âGive me the name, and Iâll owe your Foreman family a favor. Refuse, and Iâll ensure no member of your familyâs younger generation enters any secret realms within the Spirit Sea. I wonât hesitate to eliminate anyone I encounter!â Wolfhart asserted his authority.
He had every right to be assertive.
Among the young talents of the top ten forces, Wolfhart ranked within the top three.
His combat prowess was unmatched.
And he was not alone; none of the thirteen disciples of the Spirit Sea, including Wolfhart, were to be trifled with.
Lyon remained composed, offering a bitter smile.
âI understand this has stirred tensions within your Neal family. However, I have a request concerning the genius with dual pupils from your Neal family.â
In the end, Wolfhart departed without entertaining any terms.
He refused to compromise.
The Neal family harbored no fear of the Foreman family, for centuries ago, they were revered as the battle family of the Spirit Seaâa true war tribe with a legacy spanning three generations.
The Neal family had been a force to be reckoned with for three generations, boasting formidable power.
Its direct descendants were all battle enthusiasts, dedicating themselves to martial techniques as their path to enlightenment.
Their prowess struck fear into the hearts of the various factions within the Spirit Sea.
However, this ferocity came at a cost, with many family members perishing on the battlefield.
Yet, those who persevered were exceptional individuals, reaching the pinnacle of expertise.
Among them was Wolfhart, a peak expert in his own right.
Eventually, for the sake of family development, the Neal family opted for a more diplomatic approach, nurturing their disciples gently and gradually rising to prominence.
However, nearly ten thousand years had passed since then.
Aside from the incident when members of the Hall of Soulsâ Stone family ambushed Thirteen, no one dared to provoke the Neal family.
Yet, a deep-seated blood feud had formed between the two families.
In the Spirit Seaâs secret realms, encounters between the genius disciples of the Neal and Stone families inevitably resulted in deadly clashes, transcending notions of conscience or morality.
The feud seemed irreconcilable, with fate sealed upon meeting.
âWolfhart!â Lyonâs voice broke Wolfhartâs reverie. âIf you can persuade Braydon to visit the Foremans, I can bestow upon you our familyâs most potent ancestral technique. Furthermore, you may name your conditions!â
âWhat?â
Wolfhart halted abruptly, stunned by the proposition.
The Spirit Seaâs four great families guarded their inheritance methods closely within their bloodlines.
It was unthinkable for such supreme techniques to be shared with outsiders.
What had driven the Foremans to make such a monumental offer?
âTell me the name of the person who revealed Thirteenâs whereabouts,â Wolfhart demanded with a cold edge to his voice. âIâll give you a chance to get in touch with Thirteen.â
âI donât know his name. I only know that heâs from the ninety-seventh generation of the Neal family,â Lyon responded truthfully.
Indeed, the Foreman family had infiltrated the Neal family, a common strategy among the four great families.
Each family had its own network of informants to gather intelligence.
However, the Foreman familyâs informant seemed to hold a significant position within the Neal family, given their knowledge of Braydonâs whereabouts.
This informant had betrayed the family and needed to be dealt with swiftly.
Such betrayal was unforgivable, as it threatened the very foundation of trust within the family.
Wolfhart transmitted Lyonâs words back to the family with a hand seal.
Meanwhile, on a large black island, a formidable aura pervaded the atmosphere, emanating from Kohen Neal, the family head.
âBastard!â Kohenâs enraged voice reverberated like thunder, causing a ripple of concern among the islandâs inhabitants.
The sudden outburst hinted at the severity of the situation.
What had transpired to elicit such a reaction from the family head?
Kohen composed himself and issued a decisive command.
âSpread the word from the family head. All male members of the ninety-seventh generation are to return to the family. Any who refuse shall be deemed traitors!â
The order sent shockwaves through a nearby palace, where dozens of middle-aged men stood in astonishment, their expressions betraying their disbelief.