"Whether I can do that tonight depends entirely on you. Hahaha."


    Maronughed heartily as he strode off, leaving Frank standing there, clenching his knuckles as his


    visage shed murderously.


    One way or another, Maron would die tonight!


    Soon, Frank followed the Sage Lake Sect apprentices to the enclosed dojo, where he immediately


    spotted the white-dressed figure drawing her sword.


    A faint pure vigor wafted among the Sage Lake Sect elders even as they encircled her, resonating


    harmoniously somehow.


    "Abat ward.?" Frank narrowed his eyes.


    It wasmonly practiced by sect apprentices, requiring resonance in pure vigor and psyche.


    Moreover, mostbat wards would enhance the individuals within while diminishing any


    disadvantages—pushing them beyond what they were usually capable of.


    "Don''t worry, Lady Silverbell!" one of the elders barked. "This Divine Lotus Ward has never been


    beaten since its conception!"


    "Hmph."


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    Both Frank and Silverbell snorted at the same time—no sect ever got to brag when it came tobat


    wards because the strongest wielders ofbat wards resided at the borders of Draconia.


    Take, for example, the twelve generals serving the Lord of the Southern Woods.


    Thebat ward they cast in tandem was genuine in every sense of the word.


    Working in perfect unity, they wouldplement each other while instantly pushing their Ascendant


    rank cultivation to peak potential, and even Divine rank elites would have trouble holding their own


    against them.


    It was a godly stroke, and even the world would falter in their wake. Modern artillery would be futile


    against it. as such, one had to describe the ward cast by the Sage Lake Sect elders as ''pathetic''.


    "How amusing," Silverbell said, looking at thebat ward cast around her before ncing at Maron in


    the distance. "I''d advise you to give up if this is all Sage Lake Sect is capable of. A measly sect like this


    has no business joining the Martial Alliance."


    "Go!" Maron snapped at the Sage Lake Sect elders, as Silverbell''s mocking left his cheek clenching.


    "Apologies, Lady Silverbell!" the Sage Lake Sect elders bellowed as they took to the air, spinning like


    tops in the air as they cast theirbat ward and charged at Silverbell.


    "Ignorance." Silverbell''s eyes shed coolly, seeing that they were stubbornly attacking.


    With a flick of her sword, dozens of beams fired away from her word like a blooming flower.


    One elder''s clothes was left in pieces, while the one beside him was screaming as he was sent flying.


    Even before the Sage Lake Sect apprentices realized what was happening, Elder Randel was covered


    in a dozen gashes, bleeding like a stuck pig and barely alive.


    All the Sage Lake Sect apprentices gasped.


    The horror! Elder Randel was one of their strongest leaders, but he did not even survive a single strike


    from Silverbell?!


    The other two elders left standing nced at each other, and they subtly drew out a pack of white


    powder.


    Without another word, they charged at Silverbell from both sides.


    Thud!


    The one on the left was lobbed into the air by Silverbell''s sword, while the elder to the right was sent


    flying as well, coughing blood after Silverbell kicked him.


    However, in the instant he was kicked, he managed to sprinkle his white powder on Silverbell''s foot


    without her noticing.


    Seeing the confirmation gesture from the kicked elder, Maronughed as he walked up, pping,


    "Hahaha! One could expect nothing less from you, Lady Silverbell. Our elders are really pushovers in


    comparison."