“Mr. Chance, should we leave as well? I estimate that the Celestial Battlefield will close in a few more


    days.” Igor nned to return to the Blood Spirit Valley with Jared first.


    Jared nodded, ready to follow Igor and leave.


    “Wait a moment.” At that moment, Helmut walked over and, after ncing at Jared, he asked, “Did you


    happen to see my disciple in that battlefield of gods and demons?” Helmut knew that Dimas was with


    Pablo, so logically, there shouldn’t have been any problems.


    However, since Jared had appeared, Helmut felt uncertain. In theory, Pablo, an Eighth Level Tribtor


    cultivator, should have found it quite easy to kill Jared.


    “What are you trying to do, Helmut?” Igor’s brows furrowed slightly as he coldly stared at Helmut.


    “Igor, I’m merely inquiring about the condition of my disciple. Is that not allowed?” Helmut sneered. Just


    as Igor was about to say something, Jared interjected, “There’s no need to wait any longer.


    Your apprentice is already dead.” “What?” Helmut was taken aback.


    He had never imagined that his disciple would die.


    After all, Dimas was with Pablo. How could he possibly have died?


    “You lied. My apprentice wouldn’t have died.” Helmut simply couldn’t believe it.


    “If you don’t believe me, that’s fine. You’ll understand when you ask Pabloter.” Jared let out a cold


    snort.


    Seeing Jared in that state, Helmut was instantly filled with rage.


    “Brat, you are too arrogant!” Helmut’s palm erupted with power, striking down toward Jared with a


    thunderous force.


    The power of Eighth Level Tribtor cultivation erupted, with the palm strike almost covering hundreds


    of meters, leaving Jared with no ce to hide.


    At that moment, even the void around Jared was sealed off by the terrifying aura of Helmut, leaving


    Jared with absolutely no ce to escape.


    Everyone was taken aback as they turned their gaze toward Helmut. No one knew why Helmut had


    suddenly lost his temper.


    “How audacious, daring to raise a hand against Mr. Chance in my presence!” Enraged, Igor erupted in


    a sh, radiating a thousand beams of golden light akin to a zing sun in the sky.


    Following a thunderous roar, a palm strike was unleashed, sending a surge of energy rushing forth like


    a torrential river, unstoppable in its momentum. That overwhelming strike was aimed at Helmut, and


    soon after, it collided with Helmut’s own palm strike.


    Following a thunderous boom, both palm strikes were instantly shattered. Igor’s gaze was icy cold as


    he reached out to grab Helmut.


    The space began to tremble as a palm printrge enough to eclipse the sun materialized, reaching out


    toward Helmut.


    Content property of N?velDra/ma.Org.


    Helmut’s pupils contracted in surprise. He hadn’t expected Igor to deal him a heavy blow, all for the


    sake of Jared. Although the two were at odds, they had never openly fallen out, let alone treated each


    other harshly.


    However, this time, it was clear that Igor intended to crush Helmut. Upon seeing the situation, Helmut


    also swiftlyunched a series of palm strikes, effectively neutralizing the impending w attack.


    “Igor, are you truly intending to kill me?” Helmut incredulously asked.


    “Hmph, you deserve to die for daring to attack Mr. Chance!” As he spoke, Igor was surprisingly about to


    take action.


    “Mr. Lothian, in front of so many people, you and your fellow disciple acted out, clearly viting the


    rules. That’s not quite right, is it?” Artan of Creston Sect appeared, looking at Igor with great


    dissatisfaction.


    Behind Artan, there were several people following. Those individuals exuded a powerful aura. Clearly,


    they were also from the sects around Demonia Mountain, and that rule was something they had all


    established together.


    Back then, Igor and Helmut, as members of the demonic sects in Demonia Mountain, were also


    involved.


    However, the two of them were openly defying the rules.


    “It was Helmut who struck first. If I hadn’t intervened, he would’ve killed someone.” Igor spoke with


    great dissatisfaction.


    Artan naturally knew that it was Helmut who struck first, so he turned to Helmut and said, “Mr. Koritnik,


    as an elder, how could you break the rules and openly take action?”