Chapter 1592

The Great Marshal was their idol. Not only did their faith in him not waver, but it was also strengthened.

They soon knelt down one by one. “Congratulations on the return of the King Class Great Marshal.”

As of now, Zeke had transcended all faith and legend.

In their hearts, Zeke was now a God.

Kneeling to a God was the most natural thing to do.

However, to say that the ‘King Class warrior had returned’ wasn’t accurate.

In fact, the King Class warrior had never ‘left’.

Meanwhile, Killer Wolf glared at the Regent’s subordinates. “Why aren’t you kneeling? If you want to be blown apart by the Great Marshal’s energy, just say so.”

Ah!

At that moment, the Regent’s men snapped to their senses and knelt down.

By then, they had fallen into deep despair.

Zeke’s true power was way above their expectations.

Even their combined strength was no match for Zeke’s.

From their perspective, Zeke’s power had exceeded that of a King Class warrior.

Although it was just one level higher than that of a King’s Class, every single level was a huge leap in the martial arts world.

The gulf between each level was crossed based on skill and not just on numbers alone.

Meanwhile, the Regent, who had been split in two, roared his last breath, “Stop... don’t kneel! You shouldn’t kneel even in death.”

He gasped, “If you kneel, the boss will not protect us anymore... you... you will all be finished.”

Suddenly, the Regent’s men hesitated and were in a dilemma.

Zeke sneered, “If I want to kill all of you, no one can stop me.”

The Regent scoffed, “Zeke, do you think you can act with impunity just because you’ve broken through King Class? You’re wrong. Let me be honest with you. In this world, the Ultimate Class warrior exists.

Although you’ve exceeded the King Class, you definitely have not achieved the Ultimate Class.”

“

“In front of the Ultimate Class warrior, you are nothing,” he snarled.

“Bullsh*t!” Killer Wolf cursed. “Zeke is...”

Killer Wolf wanted to declare that Zeke was also an Ultimate Class warrior.

However, he stopped short when Zeke shot him a warning glance.

Zeke hadn’t shown his Ultimate Class skills on purpose.

He had only demonstrated those of King Class to hide his true strength as he was worried the mastermind wouldn’t show himself.

Zeke looked at the Regent. “Oh? Does the Ultimate Class warrior really exist? I’ll really be interested to meet one.”

The Regent replied, “I... I can ask him to kill you now.”

Zeke answered, “Alright, go ahead. I’ll let you contact him.”

With his trembling fingers, the Regent pointed at the lower half of his body. “Phone... my phone is in my pocket.”

Zeke shot a glance at Killer Wolf. The latter retrieved the phone from the Regent’s pocket and kicked his balls at the same time.

Meanwhile, the Regent closed his eyes; he couldn’t bear to watch such an act.

He felt utterly humiliated.

Upon receiving the phone, the Regent made a call.

“Boss, help... There’s a change in the situation. If you don’t come, your hundred-year plan may be foiled. Zeke Williams is the cause of its downfall.”

“His strength has exceeded that of King Class, but he hasn’t reached Ultimate Class yet... Alright, please be quick...”

Zeke could roughly guess that ‘The Boss’ the Regent mentioned was likely the Four Hidden Sects.

Only they could make the Regent submit.

What he meant by the ‘Hundred-Year Plan’ was likely the fact that the Four Hidden Sects had used the Four Great Martial Houses to manipulate the Martial Artist National Examination.

Their objective was to place their own men in all the important positions within Eurasia’s martial arts world.

As of today, all the positions - including the Thirty-four Templars, the Three Inspectors, and the Six Superintendents were populated by men from the Four Hidden Sects.

Therefore, it was accurate to say that they were in control of Eurasia’s martial arts world.