"He looks older than his biological age because he had used a lot of his life span. I assume he had to
do that to activate the broken supreme weapon," the Dragon Intent Grass replied.
"Perhaps, the ten spiritual emperors' life essence was not enough to help the Sorcerous Combat
Palace hold firm against the blows from the Devil Flood Dragon tribe."
As soon as the Dragon Intent Grass finished speaking, countless people flooded out of the Sorcerous
Combat Palace. One glimpse at them revealed they were all from the Desolate Sorcery tribe, and all of
them were looking at Mordechai expectantly.
Among them, there were more than ten people who looked as old as Mordechai's father. It seemed as
if they could die of old age at any time.
"Father, sirs, what—what happened to you?!" Mordechai stammered as he stared at the old men in
utter shock.
He already had an idea why they had aged so much, but he couldn't say it out loud.
In fact, just thinking about it made his blood boil at the injustice. Hatred overcame his heart, making him
grit his teeth tightly.
This intense rage activated his Sorcerous Combat Body. His veins involuntarily expanded, which
increased the power of his Sorcerous Combat Body.
Perhaps, his people had sensed his strong feelings. Those who had just emerged from the palace
immediately initiated their Sorcerous Combat Bodies. Some of them were innate spirits, some were
mortal warriors, and the rest were just children about several years old.
They had been waiting for Mordechai for more than ten years. He was their only hope.
And now, he had finally come back. They didn't need to tolerate the abuse anymore, and the days of
walking with their heads down would pass soon. Thus, they were overjoyed.
"Mordechai, now that you are back, all of our efforts have been repaid tenfold. Besides, we can live for
a hundred more years, and it will be a dream coming true to witness you helping our tribe rise again
before I die. Now, go! Show those devils what we can do and how powerful our special bodies are!"
Mordechai's father beseeched him.
Hearing this, Mordechai wiped the tears off his face. He collected his composure and stood tall, saying
to his father, "I will definitely do my best!"
And then, he turned back to Ricky, Hayes, and Ashley and introduced them to his father.
"Father, these are my friends, and they will be fighting by my side."
"Oh, thank you very much!”
When they heard this, Mordechai's father and others expressed their sincere gratitude as they looked
at the three young people. After all, they didn't have to put their lives at risk for them, but they were still
willing to do so.
At this point, all the members of the Desolate Sorcery tribe were standing behind Mordechai, forming a
warm fence of support. "Kill them!" they urged him with impassioned screams.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
At that moment, numerous creatures suddenly showed up outside the city. They were from the Devil
Flood Dragon tribe.
Some of them had shown up in their beast forms, and they were a terrifying sight to behold. They had
dark bodies as if they were made of black iron, and a strong evil spirit had shrouded them in the dark
mist. They made hulking figures in the distance, as some were as huge as mountains.
Two middle-aged men stood about from the rest of the Devil Flood Dragons, for they looked more
powerful and intimidating than their companies. The evil spirit they gave off was stronger than that of
their own kind. They were undoubtedly the leaders.
The two of them stood tall at two meters tall, with a singular horn on their heads, and their arms had
returned to their original shape. In a word, they gave off an extremely powerful vibe.
Ricky immediately felt great pressure when he laid eyes on the two men, and he proceeded to observe
them secretly.
"Look. Those two are the leaders of the Devil Flood Dragon tribe. I'll leave one of them to you,"
Mordechai told Ricky, staring at the two leaders.
"No problem. I'll take care of one of them," Ricky confidently responded.
After saying that, Mordechai turned to Hayes and Ashley and said, "I need you two and the spiritual
emperors of our tribe to handle the rest of them."
"Don't worry. I've already given my word, so you can rest assured that I will help you destroy them all,"
Hayes answered with a serious expression.
'Anyway, this is not just for the Desolate Sorcery tribe. We are doing this for the sake of the continents
as well, so I need to do my best,' he thought to himself.
"My fellowmen, this fight is exceedingly important to our tribe. We must win. Once we get rid of these
bastards, we will get out of here and rise again," Mordechai roared. As soon as he finished speaking,
he dashed towards one of the two leading figures.
"The Desolate Sorcery tribe used to be the most influential force on the continent. At last, you have
finally stopped hiding, and today, we are going to use your blood to celebrate our upcoming invasion of
the continent," one of the leaders, whom Mordechai was fast approaching, shouted.
Upon hearing this, more creatures of the Devil Flood Dragon tribe transformed into their beast form and
rushed towards their enemies without a second thought.
The whole battlefield was engulfed in utter chaos.
Mordechai and the leader that yelled insults met in the sky, clashing like two invisible forces.
Meanwhile, Ricky stood opposite the other leader, ready to fight.
"Oh, I see. It appears that you have recruited some back-up from the outside.
No wonder you pathetic worms had the guts to finally get out of that place and face us,"
this leader snidely remarked as he looked at Ricky.
Although he felt that Ricky had something up his sleeve, he still didn't think that Ricky could pose a
threat to him because Ricky's cultivation level was too low.
"You are talking big! Now that your lives have been spared, you should receive your punishment
obediently. So, why did you stir up trouble again? You are just digging your own graves," Ricky
answered back with a cold glare.
"Ha! What makes you think that we will lose? That's preposterous! We are the strongest creatures in
the world, so weaklings from the continents like you are destined to be our slaves. It won't be long
before we leave this place behind. When that happens, we will conquer the continent, and all the
creatures on continents will bow to us,"
the man snapped back, laughing maniacally all the while.
"Oh, is that so? Well, I can assure you that I will slaughter every single soul of your race if you dare to
invade our territory," Ricky answered firmly.
As he spoke, he activated his six mutants and chaotic power. Moreover, he also initiated the Ultimate
Golden Body. The second the golden body appeared, he reached his opponent and gathered all his
strength to strike the latter with his hands.
Ricky intended to put down the devil race in the cruelest way, and in that way, he could cripple their
force for good.
"That—that's the chaotic power!" The man's eyes widened in shock when he saw Ricky unleash his
power.
He seemed utterly terrified, which was normal, as the devil race was known to fear the chaotic power.
In the past era, the geniuses from the continent who had cultivated the chaotic power always ended up
being the most powerful enemies of the devil race.
However, this man overcame his shock quickly, and now, he itched to take Ricky out because Ricky
had become a grave threat in his eyes. After all, if he didn't dispose of Ricky today, Ricky would grow
stronger and pose a bigger threat to the devil race in the future. "Get ready to die!" the man yelled out
furiously.
On the other hand, Mordechai's father and several other elders grew extremely excited when they saw
Ricky unleash the chaotic power.
"I can't believe that Mordechai has befriended a genius who mastered the chaotic power. No wonder
the young man can fight a three-star lower spiritual emperor even though he is just a two-star lower
spiritual emperor," Mordechai's father murmured approvingly.
This display of Ricky's strength strengthened the fire of hope in their hearts, as it seemed like they now
had a bigger chance to win this battle.
Moreover, they also recognized the golden body Ricky had activated.
"This young man has not only cultivated the Ultimate Golden Body, but he also managed to reach its
fifth level! No wonder he is a genius who has mastered the chaotic power. It's a pity that the primitive
method of the Ultimate Golden Body is in that very place. If only the primitive cultivation method isn't in
that place, we could have given it to him in a heartbeat," an old man, who was standing next to
Mordechai's father, muttered with a small sigh.
"I wish the primitive cultivation method is in our hands. That way, we can get it to its real master,"
Mordechai's father agreed.
The battle on the ground covered by yellow sand had grown more intense in the few minutes that had
passed.
The members of the Desolate Sorcery tribe fought the Devil Flood Dragon tribe with their physical
strength, and the two parties seemed to be well-matched.
Among all the races on the continent, only the creatures of the Desolate Sorcery tribe could be a match
for the devil race in terms of physical strength.
"I'm so envious of these Desolate Sorcery tribe members. Their Sorcerous Combat Bodies make them
the excellent fighters," the Dragon Intent Grass commented as it watched the fight. "I hope you can get
your hands on the primitive cultivation method of the Ultimate Golden Body here. That is the only way
you can have a greater chance to acquire the Chaotic Golden Body, which can be on par with their
Sorcerous Combat Bodies."
"Well, I will need to defeat this guy before me first before I can look for that method," Ricky replied
seriously.
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