The aura of the Martial Saint Weapon swept in quickly!
Just a wisp of its lingering power forced Ethan Smith to retreat again and again!
Ethan quickly commanded Hadwin to stand in front of him to resist the residual power of the Martial Saint Weapon.
At this moment, the aura emanating from the Prajna Ruler was already bearing down on Vernon!
Ethan sneered repeatedly, immediately using his divine sense to control Vernon, raising his palm to meet it!
Vernon spread his enormous palm, reaching directly for the strand of Martial Saint aura!
âSeeking death!â Seeing this, Davy Barnett couldnât help but shout!
The aura of the Martial Saint Weapon grew stronger as if it wanted to kill Vernon in one blow!
However, what level of existence was Vernonâs body? He was the protector of the Masked Womanâs Tomb, a being beyond the mighty realm cultivator!
His physical body was something the Martial Saint couldnât hurt!
Vernonâs big hand pressed forward, easily resisting the residual power from the Martial Saint Weapon!
That aura, under Vernonâs palm, kept retreating backward!
Davy Barnettâs eyes widened, and his face turned extremely pale!
What was this? Was he able to easily block the Martial Saint Weapon with just his palm?!
Even the current Martial Saints might not be able to do this so effortlessly, right?
Before Davy could recover, Vernonâs palm was already advancing!
Davyâs face changed, and he turned to escape.
But how could Ethan give him such an opportunity? He immediately controlled Hadwin to step forward, blocking the door!
Hadwin was burly and blocked the door tightly.
Moreover, Vernon reached out his palm and snatched away the Prajna Ruler.
âYou⦠give it back to me!â Davy Barnett was suddenly anxious!
He stretched out his hand to try to snatch the Prajna Ruler but was slapped away by Vernonâs palm.
After that, Vernon handed the Prajna Ruler to Ethan.
Ethan took the Prajna Ruler, grinning, âI didnât expect there to be such unexpected gainsâ¦This Martial Saint Weapon belongs to me now!â
Davy Barnettâs face looked extremely ugly! Losing a Martial Saint Weapon was a big deal!
âEthan Smith, give me back the Prajna Ruler! As long as you return it, Iâll agree to any terms!â Davy Barnett said anxiously.
Ethan raised an eyebrow and said, âAlright, as long as you let me take Emily Taylor away, I will return this broken ruler to you.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
As soon as this topic came up, Davyâs eyebrows furrowed.
He glanced at Vernon and Hadwin and then took a deep breath, saying, âEthan Smith, itâs impossible for you to take Emily Taylor away.â
âImpossible?â Ethan squinted, âDavy Barnett, do you think I came here to negotiate with you? If I wanted to, I could destroy your Capital City Martial Arts Association without any problem!â
Davy Barnett said coldly, âI donât know the identities of these two people, but let me tell you, no matter how strong they are, they canât confront the Capital City Martial Arts Association!â
âEnough of your nonsense.â Ethan stood up.
He strode to Davy Barnettâs face and said coldly, âIâve made myself very clear. I didnât come here to negotiate. I must take her away today. Anyone who dares to block me, Iâll kill them!â
After stating that, Ethan put away the Prajna Ruler and strode towards the meeting room door.
Davy Barnett called out anxiously, âWait! Ethan Smith, give me some time to think, how about it?â
âBuy time? Do you think Iâm an idiot?â Ethan said coldly.
The two Protectors could only last at most three days. Ethan couldnât possibly give Davy any chance.
He controlled the two Guardians, walking in the direction of the prison.
Davy Barnett felt extremely anxious, but he couldnât do anything to these two Protectors!
Even the Martial Saint Weapon couldnât harm them, so how could anything stop Ethan?
With these two Protectors, Ethan was unstoppable, and could kill gods and destroy Buddhas.Upon reaching the prisonâs entrance, Vernon Sherman threw a punch, smashing the supposedly unbreakable door to pieces!
Then, Ethan Smith strode into the prison.
âEthan Smith? How did you get back here?â
âNo way, did they catch you again?â
People on both sides greeted Ethan Smith enthusiastically.
Ethan nodded to each of them and quickly headed toward Emily Taylorâs cell.
Soon, Ethan arrived at the cell door where Emily was held captive.
Standing at the door, Ethanâs face was extremely unsightly!
Thatâs because the cell was empty, with no trace of Emily Taylor at all!
âWhere is she? Whereâs Emily?!â Ethan anxiously looked at the other cells.
âMiss Taylor was taken away a few days ago,â said an inmate from the cell next door.
Ethanâs face instantly turned pale. He clenched his teeth and hurried towards the meeting room.
In the meeting room, as Davy Barnett was about to make a call on his cell phone, Ethan charged over.
He grabbed Davyâs collar and coldly asked, âWhereâs Emily Taylor!â
Davy frowned and said, âWhat do you mean?â
âDonât play dumb with me, you motherfucker!â Ethan grabbed Davyâs throat!
Davy tried to resist, but Ethanâs grip was incredibly strong, rendering him immobile!
âI have no idea what youâre talking about!â Davy gritted his teeth.
âYouâre full of shit! Emily Taylor isnât even in the prison!â Ethan screamed in anger, his grip on Davyâs throat growing tighter and tighter!
Davyâs face turned red, and he began to have trouble breathing.
Struggling, he said, âIâ¦I told you, I donât know⦠If the higher-ups want someone, they donât need my permissionâ¦â
Ethan stared dead into Davyâs eyes, his anger almost making him lose his sanity.
Meanwhile, Davyâs face was turning a shade of purple, as if he would suffocate at any moment.
Ethan took a deep breath and released his grip on Davy.
âYouâd better not be lying to me,â Ethan glared coldly at Davy.
Gasping for breath, Davy replied icily, âYou think I call the shots in the Capital City Martial Arts Association? Youâve got an inflated opinion of me, then!â
âThe higher-ups donât need to explain their actions to me, do they?â
Ethan stood there, silent for a long time.
After a while, Ethan grabbed Davy and dragged him by the collar to the center of the Associationâs Great Hall.
At the moment, many members of the Association were in the hall.
They stared nervously at Ethan, fear apparent in their eyes.
Ethan took a deep breath and said coldly, âTell the higher-ups of the Capital City Martial Arts Association that Iâm taking Davy Barnett with me today. I want them to exchange him for Emily Taylor.â
âThree days from now, if I donât see Emily Taylor, Iâll kill Davy and destroy the Capital City Martial Arts Association!â Ethan said through gritted teeth.
Having said that, Ethan threw Davy to Vernon Sherman.
In Vernonâs grasp, Davy was like a helpless chick, unable to move.
Ethan then wielded his bronze sword and slashed it through the air.
A terrifying sword light shot across the Great Hall, slicing straight toward a tall building not far away!
Under this strike, the roof of the building was cut off clean. Then, the entire building started to buzz and tremble!
âIf I donât see Emily Taylor in three days⦠not a single soul will be spared!â
Ethan said coldly, his voice chilling to the bone, making people shudder.