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Chapter 1104: Chapter 1104: Undercurrents Surge
"Boss! Mad Dragon didn’t die! But this time, he definitely won’t escape his fate!"
Shadow Gate.
Headquarters base.
A man wearing a black robe and a black mask.
Sitting on an iron chair at the very center of the great hall.
Below, dozens of people stood.
"Second, you and I both know how terrifying Mad Dragon was back then," said the man’s muffled voice from beneath his mask.
This voice was strange, sounding metallic, not like it came from vocal cords.
"Frankly, as long as Mad Dragon lives, I can’t rest easy. Now, with Seven Clouds Academy re-entering the martial world, it poses the greatest threat to our Shadow Gate."
Shadow Gate!
An organization founded by traitorous disciples during the most trying times of the Seven Clouds Academy.
After several years of development, it had become one of the strongest factions in the martial arts world!
It had even slightly suppressed another major group at Ceylon Mountain.
But as long as Mad Dragon lived, none of them could sleep peacefully.
These people were ultimately traitors.
Once the Golden Dragon Devours the Sun banners were planted worldwide again, Shadow Gate would have nowhere to hide.
"I am willing to lead everyone to Medicine King Valley to witness Mad Dragon’s death with my own eyes!"
Below, the second-in-command of Shadow Gate wore iron armor and held a curved saber in his hand.
His face showed ferocity!
"And the brothers behind me! Once we get the chance, everyone will end Mad Dragon’s life with our own hands!"
"Kill!"
After Darby River finished speaking, shouts surged from behind him like a tidal wave.
"Good."
The boss of Shadow Gate gently raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Go swiftly and return swiftly, you must personally see Mad Dragon’s death," his voice grated like mechanical gears, slowly issuing from beneath his mask: "I’ll be waiting here for your good news."
"Please await the good news, boss!"
Darby River clasped his fists, turned, and waved his arm: "Depart!"
Dozens of people disappeared within the great hall.
"Everyone, you may leave now."
The boss of Shadow Gate waved his hand, and the remaining members quickly dispersed.
In the empty hall, only he was left alone.
"Mad Dragon, as long as you live, my heart can’t be at peace!"
The boss of Shadow Gate put his hand behind him and slowly took out a palm-sized medicine cauldron, talking to himself: "Four years, a whole four years! I’ve held this thing in my hand, but I absolutely dare not use it! Who can understand this torment?"
After heaving a sigh, he put the medicine cauldron back at his waist.
"A common man is innocent; possession of a treasure incriminates him! Mad Dragon, do you know the real reason we fled? Did you really think Devlin was loyal to you?"
The boss of Shadow Gate let out a chilling laugh that turned into a cry at the end.
"I possess what everyone desires, yet I lack the means to use it... Mad Dragon, I hate you!"
After speaking, he knelt on the ground, his hands raised high in the air.
"Please, just die already..."
No one would have expected the usually aloof boss of Shadow Gate to now cry like a child.
Sobbing.
The same day.
Deep Cold headquarters.
Marshal sat in the conference room, staring at the computer screen displaying the blood-covered corpse of Black Wolf.
Silent.
Two hours later, a helicopter slowly left the Deep Cold headquarters.
Facing the fierce snowstorm, it disappeared into the northern ice fields.
...
An elder from Ceylon Mountain, along with five disciples, also set sail, heading for the eastern continent!
The elite of Starlight Group quietly packed their combat gear and took a private plane to the east.
Skyslaughter Sect, as one of the famously top-tier sects!
Elder Jonty Ridge personally left his retreat, full of murderous intent!
Under the watchful eyes of many, he headed for Medicine King Valley!
The last time an elder from Skyslaughter Sect had left his retreat was twenty years ago.
At Shu Mountain, elder teacher Leighton Yarrow, acclaimed as the most quintessential elder of Sword Dao at Shu Mountain.
Taking ten disciples, he left the Shu Mountain headquarters.
Heading down to Medicine King Valley.
...
For a moment.
Undercurrents surged.
Almost everyone was looking forward to the day Mad Dragon would be killed!
Some of them had experienced the horror of being dominated by Seven Clouds Academy!
Their hatred for Mad Dragon had long become indescribable in words.
At that moment.
Medicine King Valley.
Nelson Yarrow was locked in a dark dungeon.
Chained.
Because Medicine King Valley was proficient in pharmacology, Nelson Yarrow had been fed a large amount of medicine before she regained consciousness.
She was devoid of strength.
Much like a gravely ill person.
"Miss Nelson, hello."
The Medicine King, dressed in a black robe with golden embroidery, stood at the dungeon entrance.
His eyes fixed on Nelson Yarrow, who had just awoken inside.
Nelson Yarrow slightly lifted her head and saw the Medicine King but didn’t speak.
"Miss Nelson seems to be quite dissatisfied with us," the Medicine King said softly, gesturing, and a disciple from Martial Gate immediately brought over a chair for him.
Sitting down, he chuckled lightly, "Is it because our hospitality wasn’t up to par?"
No response.
Nelson Yarrow turned her body away, refusing to speak.
They say one must bow under the eaves of another’s roof.
But Nelson Yarrow was the saintess of Azure Mountain!
Inherently, she carried an indomitable will.
"Little girl, you are very stubborn!" The Medicine King and Mad Dragon had no enmity, so he didn’t really hate Nelson Yarrow.
To him, Nelson Yarrow was merely bait to lure Mad Dragon.
He had come today mainly to see what Mad Dragon’s woman was really like.
Very beautiful.
Her twin ponytails were a bit disheveled, but they still couldn’t conceal Nelson Yarrow’s delicate features.
"Truly Mad Dragon’s woman, quite a personality!"
The Medicine King nodded in admiration and ordered his disciple, "Bring her some food."
"No need."
It was the first time Nelson Yarrow spoke.
"I despise your stuff," she said looking at the Medicine King, her face full of mockery.
Or rather,
contempt.
Contempt from the heart.
"Do you know where this is?" The Medicine King frowned slightly.
Feeling somewhat displeased.
"I don’t."
Nelson Yarrow’s voice was cold.
"This place is Medicine King Valley!" The Medicine King finished speaking, trying to see a trace of surprise on her face.
But.
Nelson Yarrow’s expression left him disappointed.
"I thought it was somewhere significant, but it turns out to be a bunch of quack doctors selling medicine. No wonder you can’t defeat me and have to resort to such despicable tactics."
Nelson Yarrow snorted disdainfully, "A lowly sect, nothing more."
Perhaps Medicine King Valley was renowned in the mortal world!
And as a sect, it had significant influence in the martial world.
But in front of Azure Mountain, it truly was nothing!
At Azure Mountain, everyone revered martial arts!
Their combat power was unrivaled in the sect!
That day, if Atticus Ellsworth hadn’t suddenly thrown out the medicine foam, Nelson Yarrow could have escaped!
Facing Jerry Anderson, she was able to fight and even escaped with a little girl.
Let alone on her own.
But ultimately, she had been careless.
"Little girl, your bones are tough." The Medicine King smiled and waved at his disciple from Martial Gate, "Start a fire here, then place a bowl of clear water. I want to see if she can drink the water from Medicine King Valley before drying out by the fire!"
After speaking, the Medicine King spat into the bowl of water.
He placed it in front of Nelson Yarrow.
The disciples of Medicine King Valley began to build the fire.
"When she drinks this bowl of water, remember to tell me." The Medicine King violently shook his robe and angrily turned to leave.
...
Azure Mountain.
The Hall of Myriad Treasures.
"My disciple, actually trapped in Medicine King Valley?" A woman holding a phone, looking down at the people below: "And, Medicine King Valley actually called us, inviting us to participate in the conference to kill the saintess of Azure Mountain?"
"Ridiculous!"
Below.
Everyone remained silent.
But their eyes carried raging fighting spirit!
"I will go to Medicine King Valley myself and rescue Nelson!"
The woman turned around and drew a longsword, "I will not sheathe this sword until the Medicine King is beheaded!"
Whoosh!
She leapt up, disappearing into the expanse above Azure Mountain.
