"Don't be too polite, Mrs Charleston!" Adam raised his hand and asked, "Are you sure he's from Cerulean Abyss Institute?"
"Most likely!" Bessie nodded solemnly. "It's intriguing." Adam furrowed his brows slightly and said, "I've heard that Ink Pavilion is not as simple as it seems, and it appears to be true."
Meanwhile, Billy and Arthur, upon hearing the words "Cerulean Abyss Institute", had a slight change in their expressions. They hadn't expected their opponents to come from that institute.
Cerulean Abyss Institute, a thousand-year-old martial sect, was one of the prominent superpowers in Glavale's martial world. The institute recruited disciples openly and had produced many martial geniuses, far surpassing those of other top powers.
"Ink Pavilion has been causing trouble in Glavale for over a thousand years, and it turns out that it's you who's behind it, Cerulean Abyss Institute." Adam spoke up again.
"Although you are from Ether Mountain, it's best not to speak recklessly about such matters without understanding them. Cerulean Abyss Institute cannot bear such accusations." The old man replied calmly. Afterward, he turned to Quillan and said, "Quillan, let's go."
"Sure," Quillan replied, his face pale.
"Lord Greenleaf, the master of Ink Pavilion has a Five-Element Jade Pendant, make him hand it over before he leaves." Arthur turned to Adam and said.
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Adam's eyes lit up. "Are you sure?"
Billy, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow. Although he had seen one of the pendants when he was in the capital a few days ago, he hadn't expected Quillan to have one with him.
"Yes," Arthur nodded. "He showed it to me earlier, and I'm sure it's a Five-Element Jade Pendant."
"Very well," Adam nodded vigorously and turned to Quillan. "Hand over the pendant, and we'll spare your life."
"You're quite presumptuous!" The old man's eyes narrowed, and a surge of power emanated from him.
"If you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!" Adam retorted coldly, then turned to Billy. "Young Master, keep an eye on the Ink Pavilion Master, don't let him escape."
"Don't worry, Uncle Adam, he won't get away." Billy said with a faint smile.
"Good!" Adam replied, and his aura burst forth like a mountain torrent as he drew his ancient sword and launched an attack.
"Quillan, run!" the old man called out, then faced Adam's attack.
The two of them immediately engaged in a fierce battle, with their figures flashing and waves of energy surging. The area within a radius of several hundred meters was filled with an overwhelming sense of murderous intent. Their cultivation levels were evenly matched, making it difficult to determine a winner in the short term.
At the moment Adam and the old man clashed, Quillan swiftly darted to the side.
"Can you escape?" Billy spoke with a grim tone, drawing his Bloodshadow Fury Blade from the ground and chasing after Quillan.
By now, Quillan's teleportation ability had been greatly impaired, and he had only run a few hundred meters before being intercepted by Billy.
"King of the W est, don't push your luck." Quillan said to Billy with a cold voice.
"If you had agreed to Uncle Adam's offer to exchange the pendant for your life, you might have had a chance to survive, but you didn't appreciate it." Billy interrupted him.
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