Chapter 814: Chapter 814: The Martial Saint in the Second Mystic Realm
At this mont, Ethan Smith’s intent to fight was almost at its peak.
This pure energy swept through the entire street.
Dominic Taylor’s brows furrowed tightly as he sneered, “Ethan Smith, don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to.”
“You lean on the Power of Martial Saint and try to challenge ? You think I’ll fall for it?”
Ethan Smith sneered, “Do I need the Power of Martial Saint to kill you?”
“Well, the Power of Martial Saint inside you isn’t infinite. There will be a ti when it disappears, and that will be your death knell!” Dominic Taylor roared back.
“Agreed.” Ethan Smith replied coldly.
“Kylan Taylor, stop thinking about Emily Taylor and cherish the remaining ti with your son.”
With these words, Ethan Smith turned around to leave.
“Ethan Smith, are you really not going to hand over the person?!” Kylan Taylor couldn’t help shouting.
“Go to hell!” Ethan Smith cursed without even turning his head.
Kylan Taylor gritted his teeth. Although he was furious, he had no way to deal with Ethan Smith.
The current Ethan Smith had reached a level of power that left the Taylor family completely helpless.
Without a Martial Saint, no one could restrain Ethan Smith!
Having no choice, the group could only leave.
Upon returning to Capital City, Ms. Hayward had been waiting since early.
Seeing Kylan Taylor return, she eagerly greeted him, asking, “Mr. Taylor, did you manage to bring anyone back?”
Kylan Taylor couldn’t help cursing, “No! Ethan Smith shows no signs of letting anyone go! I was thinking of asking you guys from the Capital City Martial Arts Association for help!”
Upon hearing this, Ms. Hayward imdiately slumped to the ground, her face filled with despair.
If the person was not returned, that ant Broderick was destined to die!
This was sothing that Ms. Hayward, who was childless, could not accept!
“Ms. Hayward, why don’t you use a Martial Saint to kill Ethan Smith?” Dominic Taylor asked in confusion.
“Doesn’t the Capital City Martial Arts Association have a Martial Saint? And… it seems like there’s also a Martial Saint in the prison, right?”
Ms. Hayward glanced at Dominic Taylor, shook her head, and said, “If we could use a Martial Saint, would Ethan Smith still be alive…”
Leaving these words behind, Ms. Hayward left the place with a lost soul.
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anwhile, at the Divine Alchemist Pavilion-
Ethan Smith stood under the Pavilion Master Building, continuing to wait.
An entire day and night passed.
It wasn’t until late at night that the Pavilion Master finally ca down from upstairs.
Upon seeing the Pavilion Master, Ethan Smith quickly ran towards him.
“Lord Pavilion Master, how is Emily?” Ethan Smith anxiously asked.
The Pavilion Master shook his head and sighed, “It seems like the Capital City Martial Arts Association has been well prepared for soone to escape with her.”
“What do you an?!” Ethan Smith asked anxiously.
The Pavilion Master said solemnly, “The Capital City Martial Arts Association has used a secret technique on Emily’s divine sense. This technique can only be undone by soone from the Capital City Martial Arts Association.”
“This technique will take effect as soon as Emily leaves the Capital City Martial Arts Association.”
Ethan Smith’s face changed drastically.
He murmured, “How can this be… what will happen if the secret technique isn’t undone?”
The Pavilion Master said gravely, “If this secret technique isn’t undone, Emily will never be able to recover her conscious awareness. Put plainly, she will beco a living dead.”
“Living Dead…” Ethan’s heart felt like it was pierced by a thousand arrows. A wave of fury surged straight to the top of his head!
“Capital City Martial Arts Association…” Ethan Smith’s fist clenched tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh!
The Pavilion Master at his side comforted him, “Ethan Smith, don’t be too hasty. This technique doesn’t threaten her life. In other words, your girlfriend is at least safe.”
Ethan Smith quickly looked at the Pavilion Master and asked, “Lord Pavilion Master, what is the na of this secret technique?”
“Spirit binding technique.” The Pavilion Master hesitated for a mont before answering.
“Spirit binding technique…” Ethan Smith murmured this na, then quickly started searching for any ntion of the Spirit binding technique in his inherited mory.
Unfortunately, Ethan Smith couldn’t find any reference to this technique.
“The Spirit binding technique was created by the Capital City Martial Arts Association, and apart from them, no one else can undo this technique.” The Pavilion Master seed to see through Ethan Smith’s intentions.
A hint of despair appeared on Ethan’s face.
So this ans that I can only ask soone from the Capital City Martial Arts Association to undo it?
With this thought, Ethan Smith stood up and said, “I’m going to go to the Capital City Martial Arts Association and find Ms. Hayward!”
However, the Pavilion Master stopped him, “It’s already late night now. Wait until next year.”
“Besides, you took the person away, so maybe Ms. Hayward is already in the Mystic Realm.”
Ethan Smith frowned, seeming to think that the Pavilion Master’s statent made sense.
“Co upstairs with ,” said the Pavilion Master.
Ethan Smith nodded, then followed the Pavilion Master, slightly leaping onto the upper floor.
Upstairs, Emily Taylor was lying in a dicinal pool.
Her whole body was soaked in dicinal liquid, and a droplet slid down her fair skin.
Seeing this, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but feel his heart wrench.
He moved forward, kneeling on one knee in front of Emily Taylor.
“Emily, wait for . I will wake you up as soon as possible. Wait for …” Ethan Smith grabbed Emily’s hand, his face filled with pain.
The Pavilion Master at his side comforted him, “You’ve already rescued her from the Mystic Realm, there’s no need to bla yourself anymore.”
Ethan Smith took a deep breath and stood up. His face was filled with determination.
“I won’t give up, even if it’s the Capital City Martial Arts Association!” Ethan Smith said coldly.
“Besides… The Capital City Martial Arts Association has caused Emily to suffer so much. If I don’t exterminate them, I won’t rest easy!”
The Pavilion Master comforted him, “There’s no need to rush. You’ve already co so far in just two years. You should be proud.”
While speaking, the Pavilion Master led Ethan Smith into the tea room.
Inside the tea room, Jackson Harris was waiting for Ethan Smith.
“Master Jackson.” Ethan Smith slightly lowered his body in greeting.
Jackson Harris couldn’t help but sigh, “Ethan Smith, your rate of growth… is much faster than I imagined.”
“You’re probably the first person in history to manage to bring soone out from the Capital City Martial Arts Association.”
Ethan Smith said coldly, “Not enough. The Mystic Realm of the Capital City Martial Arts Association is still hiding many powerful individuals.”
“Yes, you’re right.” Jackson Harris confird Ethan Smith’s thoughts.
He sighed, “When I once experienced the strength in their Mystic Realm, the feelings of powerlessness and frustration nearly made want to give up on life.”
Ethan Smith looked at Jackson Harris, asking, “Master Jackson, have you also been in the Mystic Realm?”
“Yes, in the Second Secret Realm.” Jackson Harris nodded.
Ethan Smith said solemnly, “In this Second Secret Realm, I could sense mysterious forces.”
“And at the ti of my departure, there was an extrely powerful force chasing , was it… a Martial Saint?”
Jackson Harris cast a glance at Ethan Smith and nodded. “Yes, in the Second Secret Realm, there truly is a Martial Saint.”
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