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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 723

There were many Imperial Realm warriors serving among the Flying Fish Sect, Iron Palm Sect and Evergreen Sect. Their overall strength couldn't be underestimated.

However, the seemingly small gap between the Imperial Realm and the Master Realm could mean a tremendous difference equivalent to comparing mud and stone between two warriors in strength and fighting skills. A Master Realm warrior was capable of wiping out dozens of Imperial Realm warriors easily.

Malick, in particular, was a respected member of the Sky Sect and a Master Realm warrior; however, he was also known for being unpredictable, fickle, merciless and had developed a habit of killing people without considering whether they were innocent or guilty.

Therefore, when they found Malick standing at the square, none of the members from the three sects dared to move near him.

Over the years, Malick had been traveling around the world and was familiar with sects of different sizes. Although the three sects, the Flying Fish Sect, the Iron Palm Sect and the Evergreen Sect were only categorized as second-rate powers, Malick still recognized them.

The arrival of the three sects excited Malick. In the past two days, he had been lonely looking for anything useful inside the city but found nothing.

Now that he had bumped into such a large group of people, he naturally wanted to ask them and figure out what was happening in the city.

"Come here, you must be leaders from the Flying Fish Sect, Iron Palm Sect and Evergreen Sect. Don't be afraid. I would like to have a chat with you,"

Malick said in a superior manner.

The three leaders exchanged glances, contemplating their options and since they were worried that they might offend Malick, they decided to hear what he had to say. Therefore, they called their disciples and walked towards Malick.

Over the last two days, the members and disciples of the three sects had suffered a lot while trying to find a way out of the city. The grey and white fog had deprived most of Sky Realm warriors of their spiritual souls. As a result, they had been wandering aimlessly looking like ghosts. Even some Imperial Realm warriors had lost their souls.

Only about a few dozens of the members were alive or capable of defending themselves.

The horrifying, frustrating and helpless experience sent chills to their bones. Now, all they could think about and focus their energies on was finding a way out of the city and reuniting with their families. However, no matter what they did and tried, they still couldn't get a clue on how to get out or even how they got in.

The three leaders were pleasantly surprised to suddenly encounter a Master Realm warrior.  Since Malick was stronger and more skilled, with his help, they had a higher chance of getting out of the city, safe and sound.

Therefore, Malick and the three leaders wanted help from each other. Even a bit of useful information was better than walking alone in the city and knowing nothing about it.

"Sir, what do you need from us?"

The leader of the Flying Fish Sect bowed and asked him respectfully. Although he was older in age than Malick, in the Martial arts world strength and skills mattered more. Therefore despite his age, he was still inferior to Malick. Living in such a world, only warriors with a higher level of martial arts could gain respect.

"Do you have any idea where we are?"

Malick asked directly and bluntly.

The three leaders were dumbfounded and disappointed. Since Malick was also asking about their location, it meant he wasn't familiar with the city, either. Besides, he seemed to have also been trapped inside the city and couldn't leave.

"Sir, we don't know what's happening here, and we were about to get to ask you the same question,"

the leader of Flying Fish Sect answered slightly disappointed.

"But how did you get here in the first place?"

Malick heard his response and was bitterly disappointed.

"Sir, we had been walking on the Sunset Mountain. But suddenly, heavy clouds gathered overhead, and something transported us to this damned desolate place."

This time, it was the leader of Evergreen Sect who answered Malick's question.

Malick was silent for a while and looked pale and sullen. He figured that what had happened to him had also happened to the three sects.

He thought for a moment before asking again, "Now tell me your experiences over the past two days."

Therefore, the three leaders hurried to give Malick an account of their encounters and sufferings while trapped inside the city.

"Sir, could you please tell us how you got here?"

the leader of Flying Fish Sect asked Malick boldly.

"The same way as you guys.

Now that we're in the same boat, we should work together to get out of here,"

Malick said lightly.

Malick had started feeling insecure. He sensed that there must be some dangers approaching and therefore working together would be better than fighting alone.

Therefore, although the warriors from the three sectors were insignificant and as powerful as ants in his opinion, he still decided to take them along.

"Yes, sir. We'll do whatever you ask."

The three leaders were delighted to hear such good news.

Over the past two days, they had suffered great losses while dealing with the white mist; they had lost almost half of their disciples. They feared that some other horrifying creatures might be lurking in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to pounce on them. Now that they were joined by a Master Realm warrior, they felt more confident.

"I'm sure that with your help, we'll get out of here, safe and sound."

They hastily fawned on him.

"Haha. You can't get out of here in this lifetime.

All the warriors including the Master Realm and the Imperial Realm ones are all here. Good, now I need not look for you one by one."

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