However, Ancestor Bodhi wasn’t able to achieve this. He still maintained the appearance of a young, fair child. Despite his little limbs, he could still run very quickly, especially with how energetic he seemed. On the other hand, Alex was still very much worried about Holly’s safety. Without any hesitation, he rushed up to the peak of War Mountain.
Unexpectedly, the gates to War Mountain were still guarded by some disciples at a time like this. Seeing Alex and the others trying to climb the mountain, they immediately went forth to block their way.
“The War Mountain is private property. No outsiders allowed!” The two disciples stood in the middle of the road.
Shelly took a glance at them and huffed coldly. “The Mountain Warriors used to be known as quite a famous clan. I didn’t expect all of them to have turned to the dark side. They don’t even seem human anymore.”
Alex was able to tell too. There was Shadow Blood around their foreheads. Moreover, the energy within the shadow was the same as the demonic Chi around the skies.
Ancestor Bodhi ran towards Alex with short legs. “There’s no doubt that it really is the Primal Old Devil! That’s weird. Did he not die? What’ s inside the Pantheon Tomb then?”
The two Mountain Warrior disciples watched as the group continued their discussion as if no one was around. They even called the Primal Old Devil as just an ordinary title, despite it being the current God of Mountain Warriors.
“One would have to treat the Primal God with utmost respect here! You guys are doing this to fulfill a death wish, aren’t you?!”
“Kneel!”
“Pray sincerely to the peak of War Mountain, and refer to the Primal Old Devil as ‘Father’! Elsewise, you all are done for.”
‘Call him what now?’
Alex and the others froze.
Ancestor Bodhi cackled out loud. “You want me to call that old devil ‘Father’? Oh man, haha! That reminds me, that old devil really does like being a father. But it’s a shame, really. Once he sees me, he’d have to call me ‘Father’ instead.”
Shelly nodded as well. “That’s the Sword of righteousness and uprightness of the Mountain Warriors clan. Your godsister really did end up getting her hands on the true sword art of the Mountain Warriors. She even has a deity-tier spiritual root. Without it, she wouldn’t have ever been able to master this sword art.”
Dashing over, Alex finally reached the battlefield. He noticed that Holly, who he hadn’t seen in years, fought with a woman of her age.
Holly seemed even prettier than before as well, with a determined look on her face. At the time, she had already won since the woman opposite her had one of her arms cut off and was bleeding profusely.
Holly looked at the woman coldly. “Sydney, so what if you took my spiritual roots? Things that aren’t yours will never be yours, you know? But I really have to thank you for digging my secondary root out. Else I would never have known that I possess twin spiritual roots. And my other one is a deity-tier root.”
Sydney’s eyes looked as if they could kill. “Deity-tier? You actually have a deity-tier spiritual root… No wonder you were able to cut my arm off! Fine then, I’ll be taking your deity-tier root too!”
After saying that, Sydney’s amputated arm was instantly surrounded by concentrated demonic Chi and was somehow able to grow a new one right there and then. However, her new arm was entirely black, with red veins popping all over. It was simply a terrifying sight. Moreover, the skull shadow within the bloody clouds rushed into her body too.
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