Under the immense pressure, Verrail who was in the middle of a massacre, was suddenly unable to move. The fierce Qi of his sword that filled the sky also disappeared completely at that moment.
Verrall's face darkened.
"Heh heh, feeling like you can't use any Qi? Can't even be condense your sword can you?"
A chuckle sounded. Uncle Xu, who had not appeared in a long while, appeared in the fog with a smile. He stood right in front of Verrall, not worried in the slightest about Verrall's power and bloodlust.
Verrall just stared straight ahead in silence.
"Why, can't even make a sound now too?" Uncle Xu said with a confident smile on his face. At that moment, it seemed like the entire situation was completely under his control. "We inheritors may be weak, but with the combined power of the True Spirits, it shouldn't be too difficult for us to hold you down for a while, Verrall."
"You... sure... ?"
The voice sounded with difficulty. A suppressed Verall, that Uncle Xu was so confident of not even being able to even make a sound, suddenly replied with a low voice at that moment. A faint sword of Qi even condensed beside Verrall.
Uncle Xu's confidence suddenly faltered, and he retreated instantly. Verrall was too much of a threat. Although it was only a faint sword of Qi, it still terrified Uncle Xu greatly!
Uncle Xu only felt safer after stepping back a few meters. The darkness took Verall away from his sight. Uncle Xu said, "This is indeed to be expected of the great Verrall, to even be still able to move under such circumstances."
"What now? How are you planning to deal with me?" Verrall slowly regained his speech. "Kill me? I'm afraid that with your capabilities, you won't be able to do that."
Uncle Xu inhaled deeply. "It's true that I can't kill you with just my strength, but with so many inheritors on my side, killing you isn't an impossible task."
"What a joke." Joselito replied disdainfully. "You're just a group of useless trash. What's there to be afraid of even if there's more?"
Uncle Xu shook his head slightly. "It's a very simple theory. A single stick can be broken easily but sticks in a bundle shall not." "Oh?" Joselito looked amused, "You're telling me, that if you pieces of trash combine your efforts, you might be able to last a little longer?" "Of course not." Uncle Xu shook his head. "We inheritors seem to exist as individuals, but in fact, we exist as a whole. We have all lived in peace and harmony with each other until your boy Joselito appeared. Both of you destroyed the balance and hunted us down. Countless old friends of mine have lost their lives in your hands. To us inheritors, Joselito, is a devil, a devil that everyone wants slay! In order to kill you, I, Kaeto Xu, am willing to bear this sin, in order to bring peace to all of the inheritors!"
Doubts appeared in the minds of everyone present the moment they heard Kaeto's words. Killing Joselito was what they had in mind all along. What exactly was that sin he had to bear?
However, all of them understood the meaning of Kaeto's words soon enough.
Kaeto, who was greatly respected by the inheritors, suddenly grabbed the female inheritor that was nearest to him.
Kaeto's expression was maniacal. He roared, "As long as Joselito lives, we inheritors shall never be at peace. I shall accept every consequence, no matter how much it would cost me, in order to kill Joselito. Of course, somebody would have to be responsible for the consequences. Therefore, I, Kaeto Xu, shall volunteer to bear it."
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