Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 1396

"Ha-ha, how can I refuse a beauty like you when you've already said that? If I refuse you, it will be inhumane,"

Ricky responded to Claire with a charming smile.

After that, Lloyd led Ricky, Mordechai, Claire, and the others to the Five-element Sect.

The battle in the Passage World was far from being the last battle between devils and creatures from the continent. But they were fairly confident that there would be no large-scale battles in the near future.

For now, all Ricky had to do was cultivate and focus on growing stronger. That meant he wouldn't return to the Passage World for now.

Instead, he would embark on a new journey to the inner region after he returned to the Five-element Sect. His first stop would be the Misty South Palace, as it would pave the way for him to rise to the top. He was already counting the days when he would get to meet the talented geniuses of the ancient tribes and top forces.

As for Lloyd, he had become a saint at the middle stage and gained two thirds of the blessing power, so it would probably take him about half a month to get to the Five-element Sect from the Third Sheol City. After all, the central region stood between them.

And since Ricky had already become one of the Misty South Palace's core disciples, he figured that no saint or force would dare to attack him in secret anymore. That meant he could let his guard down, even just a little.

Unfortunately, he had underestimated those forces' killing intent and their greed for Paul's inheritance.

When his group reached a remote place at the junction of the central region and the outer region, nearly ten figures stopped them in their tracks.

Their auras revealed they were all saints.

And they all looked familiar, too! Some of them were from the Phoenix tribe, and some from the Nether Phoenix tribe, while some even looked to be from the Heavenly Black Winged Snake tribe. There were also some others they could vaguely identify, but they all had a single goal in mind—Paul's inheritance.

Ricky's face darkened when he saw these saints. How stubborn were these people? They wouldn't give up, even though he had become one of the Misty South Palace's core disciples.

"What do you want from us?"

Lloyd asked them curtly.

However, none of the saints paid him any attention. Even though Lloyd was stronger than some of them, these people still thought he was beneath them, simply because of the powerful forces behind them. The Five-element Sect was nothing compared to their influential groups.

In fact, they didn't think highly of any saint from the outer region.

"Well, well, well, Ricky, it looks like you expected us to back off just because the Misty South Palace took you in as their core disciple. What can I say? You are too naive! Now, if you don't want to get hurt, just hand over Paul's inheritance to us."

The Phoenix tribe's saint was the first to speak up, and he smirked at Ricky as if his victory had been assured.

"I think the forces behind you are still afraid of the Misty South Palace. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent losers like you,"

Ricky replied coldly.

He also turned to Lloyd and asked internally, "Sir, can you oppose the power of their sealing space?"

"Sure thing. They don't have any medium saints with them, so it would be easy for me,"

Lloyd immediately replied.

"This should be easy,"

Ricky muttered to himself confidently.

When the saints heard his words, their faces darkened with anger.

After all, Ricky had hit the nail on the head. They were indeed the weakest saints in their forces, and that was why they ended up with tasks that other members didn't want to do.

In this situation, their forces weren't sure if the Misty South Palace would send powerful warriors to protect Ricky, so they were the ones assigned to come after him. They would receive praise if they succeeded, but if they failed and died, their forces wouldn't suffer a substantial loss.

At worst, their death would upset their relatives. Their forces' senior leaders would be more preoccupied with the failed mission rather than the loss of their lives. After all, the higher-ups sent them to this mission precisely because they were dispensable.

"Oh, my! Did I hit the nail on the head? Judging from your expressions, I totally did! Ha-ha!"

Ricky mocked them even harder.

"Humph! You talk too much!"

A saint of the Heavenly Black Winged Snake tribe stepped forward and aimed a deadly glare in Ricky's direction. "Perhaps you're right, but you are no different from us. Judging from your companions' strengths, the Misty South Palace didn't send anyone to protect you.

That's too bad because you are going to die right here, right now."

The words hardly fell from his lips before several saints attacked at the same time.