Chapter: 1235

It was one of the five Spirit Beasts, the carcass of the Great Bird, which is known to transform into a large fish in the Arctic.

‘Where is he... ah!’

As he looked around, he saw a middle-aged man meditating on the corpse of the Great Bird.

He was the Blade Lord.

An intense cold qi emanated from his body, and it seemed like he had absorbed the beast’s core in two days.

‘Kuk, how do I explain this?’

Scary.

There were supposed to be no more problems.

However, never in his wildest of dreams would the man have thought that their plans would go awry.

As he was hesitating, the Blade Lord, who was seated with his eyes closed, opened his mouth.

“I told you to not disturb me unless it’s something important.”

“Bl-Blade Lord!”

Thud!

The man fell flat on the ground and apologized.

“What happened?”

“Th-that...”

“Do you want me to aim for your heart?”

Swoosh!

With a voice full of displeasure, intense energy surrounded him.

In the end, the man decided to tell him what he read.

“Bl-Blade Lord! The men of the Slaughter Blade Master and the Spirit squad were all killed.”

Woong!

“Uhk!”

As soon as his words finished, the body of the bandaged man floated into the air and was dragged towards Blade Lord, who was sitting on the dead bird.

“What are you talking about now? Did they all die unable to take down the Ice Palace warriors and the Dragon Turtle?”

“N-not that. Two masters and a couple more are alive...”

Wheeing!

“Kuk!”

Blade Lord grabbed the neck of the man and asked.

“Doesn’t that mean they failed?”