"Indeed, Glavale's talent of a millennium..." After a while, Leopold Stirling spoke his tone showing signs of weakness.
"With just half a step into the God-Emperor Realm, to withstand the four of us joining forces and still stand undefeated is truly admirable," he continued. As he spoke, blood continued to seep from his mouth, and his aura weakened significantly. After that exchange, his combat strength had been reduced to less than half.
Leopold couldn't help but genuinely admire Billy's prowess. Prior to this, he would never have believed this outcome. Although he had heard rumors that Billy might be able to defeat opponents at the War God-Emperor Small Accomplishment Realm, he simply couldn't believe it, especially when facing the combined forces of four experts. In his view, no matter how extraordinary Billy might be, he shouldn't have been able to survive under their combined assault. However, reality had slapped him in the face.
"In this lifetime, I can have such a battle against Commander Gardner, even if I die, I'll have no regrets." Atticus Wainwright, who was next to him, managed to say these words with great difficulty before collapsing, his body convulsing.
Atticus's cultivation level was half a rank lower than Leopold Stirling's. Billy's attack had shattered all of Atticus's meridians, leaving no chance for recovery.
"Elder Wainwright..." The second elder of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, who had just crawled out of a pit, saw this scene and cried out in pain.
"Commander Gardner, we've disturbed you enough, so we'll take our leave now!" Leopold said in a deep voice, then quickly rushed toward a nearby wall. He knew that Billy probably had injuries as well, but he had no confidence in facing Billy even for a single move. He had lost all will to fight and his only thought was to escape.
"I told you, since you've come today, you're not leaving!" Billy's voice rang out.
Since Ink Pavilion's people had encountered him, there was no way they would leave unscathed. From the moment Leopold Stirling appeared, Billy had already passed judgment on their fate. With a resolute tone, Billy forced his blood back and pursued Leopold.
Leopold's injuries were much more severe than Billy's, and his teleportation speed was greatly affected. In the blink of an eye, Billy closed the distance to a hundred meters.
"You're not going anywhere!" Billy said in a deep voice, and a blood-red blade aura swept toward Leopold.
"Commander Gardner, are you really going for the kill?" Leopold sensed the imminent danger behind him and his pupils contracted in shock. Without much time to think, he turned and unleashed a sword technique to counter the attack.
After the blood-red blade aura tore through his defense, it slashed through his arm, causing it to fall to the ground, blood gushing out.
"Ugh..." Leopold groaned and, without hesitation, rushed toward the wall again. But he had overestimated his ability to escape in his heavily injured state. Just as he had taken a few steps, the blade aura struck again.
After the blade aura passed, his left leg was severed at the knee, and he fell to the ground.
"Ah..."
A scream echoed. Before the sound could fully register, Billy was already beside him, delivering a palm strike to his neck, causing him to lose consciousness.
Billy exhaled heavily and then turned toward the other battle circles.
"Stout, he's yours. Force him to talk and find out who from Ink Pavilion was sent to the Kun Lun Mountains!" Billy ordered.
"Understood!" Stout dodged an attack from his opponent and then rushed toward Leopold Stirling.
"Vermilion Bird, go with Black Tortoise and Judge to the banquet hall. I'll handle things here." Billy continued.
He had already sensed several weaker auras heading from the courtyard in the opposite direction toward the banquet hall. Although these auras weren't very powerful, Billy didn't dare to underestimate them.
"Got it!" Vermilion Bird and the others responded in unison, evading their opponents' attacks and heading toward the banquet hall.
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