Albert Ragnar and the seven Realm Emperor Realm martial artists knew exactly what the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade represented.According to the rumors, Kael Draven had relied on this very blade to kill a Half-Saint Realm martial artist with a single strike.Although Albert Ragnar had a thousand doubts and ten thousand unwillingnesses to believe such a thing, he understood one thing clearly—there could be no room for error.One wrong move, and he would fall into an abyss from which he would never escape.“Albert Ragnar, if you can withstand this slash of mine, then regardless of the outcome, I will allow you to leave the City of Sin.”Kael Draven’s words were arrogant.No, they were beyond arrogant.They were simply domineering to the extreme.Hearing this, Albert Ragnar suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was filled with contempt and mockery, as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.Albert Ragnar was not an idiot. He naturally understood the hidden meaning beh

Unwilling.Albert Ragnar was utterly unwilling to accept this outcome.Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that the battle would end like this. He had arrived with absolute confidence, believing that killing Kael Draven would be effortless.Yet what had happened?Not only had he failed to kill Kael Draven, but he had lost an arm in the process.The pain was unbearable, but the humiliation cut even deeper.Albert Ragnar was a mighty Half-Saint, a formidable martial artist whose strength commanded respect. This time, the three great powers had dispatched three Half-Saints and nine Realm Emperors to eliminate Kael Draven.Despite that overwhelming force, two Half-Saints had already fallen, and Albert Ragnar himself had been left crippled.How could this be real?Even now, Albert Ragnar could hardly believe what had happened.“Albert Ragnar, you will not escape today!”The furious roar thundered from behind him.Albert Ragnar, who had been preparing to slow down and catch his breat

The Draven Family estate.Deep within the forbidden grounds of the rear mountain, silence reigned.Kael Draven was the only person permitted to enter and leave this place freely. No one else, not even Ardyn Draven or the senior members of the family, was allowed to set foot within its boundaries.This secluded region belonged to the Fire Qilin.“Brother Qilin, how are your injuries?” Kael Draven asked.The Fire Qilin let out a weary sigh.“Do not remind me. Because I was unable to recover in time, my injuries have settled into a troublesome state. Fortunately, I managed to suppress them by force. My strength has been affected, but it should not cause any serious problems.”Hearing that the situation was not severe, Kael Draven finally breathed a sigh of relief.“Brother Qilin, I may not be able to find the soul of a Great Emperor anytime soon, but I give you my word. The moment I obtain one, I will bring it to you.”Kael Draven understood the situation perfectly.The stronger the Fire

Lucius Draven gazed at the young man before him, his heart filled with admiration.Had anyone else faced such overwhelming pressure, they would probably have surrendered long ago.Kael Draven, however, had never considered giving up.He pressed forward when the opportunity arose and withdrew when circumstances demanded it. His retreat was not born of fear, but of patience and judgment.Lucius Draven was certain of one thing. Once Kael Draven fully matured, he would become a force beyond imagination. When that day came, destroying the four great powers might require little more than a wave of his hand.“Brother Lucius,” Kael Draven said, “pass down my order. Every disciple of the Dragon Sect is to leave immediately.”Lucius Draven’s expression changed.“Sect Master, what about you?”He was no fool. The meaning behind Kael Draven’s words was obvious.Did he intend to remain behind alone?“I want to test the sect’s formations and see whether they can withstand the enemy’s attacks,” Kael

Whether the four great powers would truly come remained uncertain.Even so, Kael Draven could not afford to leave anything to chance.A threat did not need to be certain to become deadly. What if the four great powers suddenly gathered their forces and launched a full assault?With that possibility in mind, Kael Draven never lowered his guard. The Dragon Sect remained prepared for battle, while he watched constantly for any sign of an approaching enemy.In the end, however, his caution proved unnecessary.The four great powers sent no martial artists.Not even a single scout appeared.The entire crisis seemed to have been nothing more than a false alarm.But that only left Kael Draven more confused.What were the four great powers planning?Their silence made no sense. He could not understand what scheme they might be hiding or what purpose lay behind their refusal to act.Still, since the attack had not come, Kael Draven finally allowed himself to breathe a little easier.Then Nyxar a