Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 209

"Zenith, you can go, but you have to leave the boy!" a voice roared as Zenith tore the space apart and was ready to flee with Ricky. The whole place started to shake violently all of a sudden, the ground visibly trembling and cracking from the pressure.

One moment, Zenith was wreaking havoc, and then the next, a hand carrying a terrifying amount of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, successfully blocking Zenith's way out.

Zenith had no choice but to stop in his tracks. His face turned grim as he gathered frosty power on one finger and attacked the hand with all his might. If he wanted to escape with Ricky, he had to get past this mysterious force and somehow knock him out. It was the only way, yet it was proving to be very difficult.

"My master, a middle spiritual king and an lower spiritual king are on the way!" Alva said, turning to Ricky with a grave face.

"It seems that this mysterious hand attracted not only Chief Zenith, but other people as well." Ricky's eyes darted to all the possible escape routes, all the while calculating their chances. As he narrowed down their options, he glanced at Alva and asked, "Do you think we can get out of here?"

"There's a chance, but a very slim one. You have to get into the Heaven Melting Pagoda before the innate spiritual king does and block him from entering. But in my present state, it won't be easy to accomplish. Getting rid of him might cost us a hefty price," Alva replied.

'A slim chance is better than none!' Ricky thought, preparing himself for the worst.

The next moment, two figures appeared in front of Ricky and Zenith. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent and no room for anything else. There was only one thing on their minds, and that was snuffing the life out of Ricky.

Ricky knew how much they wanted to kill him. After all, these two had so much resentment and hatred towards him.

One of them was Errol, a man who came from the West Desolate Land. He was Lyndon's father. Ricky remembered Lyndon quite clearly, as Lyndon was the man who hunted him down before. The other one was Mia, Andrew's mother. Errol was a middle spiritual king just like Zenith, while Mia was an lower spiritual king.

But it didn't matter what kind of spiritual king they were, as they were only ants in Ricky's eyes. He was more powerful that these two combined.

"Errol, Mia, it seems you two haven't left the Snow Land yet and have no plans to do so any time soon. That's your mistake right there. You should have left when you had the chance," Zenith said coldly, glaring at the two.

"Ha, if we leave, then we won't be able to see Ricky," Errol responded equally as cold. "Zenith, this is my last warning. Leave the boy alone and save yourself. That is the only way you can continue being the chief of the Snow Sect. Otherwise, we'd have no choice but to... take care of you, too."

"Errol, you're hilarious." Zenith laughed. "Do you honestly think your threats will work on me?" He laughed even harder. "I must say, I haven't had a laugh for quite some time, so I am grateful for the joke," Zenith said, finishing his sentence with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Zenith, you must not be thinking straight right now. I'll give you another chance to consider your options. Do you really want to be the enemy of all the innate spiritual kings in the Realm of Wildness?" Mia asked, grinding her teeth.

"I honestly don't have the courage to be the enemy of all the innate spiritual kings in the Realm of Wildness. Who does? Maybe only Ricky. But right now, I have plenty of courage to deal with you two," Zenith replied with a sneer.

"Oh, well, if that's your decision, then so be it!" Errol yelled, turning to Mia and then adding, "Mia, I'll stall Zenith while you deal with Ricky. Kill the little bastard and make sure even his soul won't reach the afterlife!"

The ground started shaking. In an instant, Error was covered in pure spiritual energy, so dense that it cut through the wind. His power made the whole place seem smaller, and it somehow became difficult for others to breathe.

Crack! Several cracking sounds were heard all around the place.

Trees in all sizes got uprooted and snapped into two. A crater appeared on the ground as it cracked, turning rocks into dust and evaporating what little pools of water were left. Errol's power seemed to destroy anything around it, and it felt impossible to stop him.

Despite being a strong warrior himself, Ricky could not deny such intense power coming from Errol. He hated to admit it, but if Zenith didn't protect him from the force, he would have been blasted off to the skies, never to be seen again.

'Is this the real power of the innate spiritual king?' Ricky thought, overwhelmed and taken aback.

He had fought enemies, but Errol was by far the strongest. He was mistaken. This man... he was not an ant. He was an elephant--one that emanated pure energy!

"Ultimate Flushing Wrath--Ultimate Flushing Palm!"