My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1838

Henry was wearing a bamboo hat and drinking a glass of wine. He sat there and listened to the people around him talking about the news about Immortal Mountain.

There was someone who wanted to destroy the Immortal King's unmatched reputation by spreading the news of Immortal Mountain being trampled on.

"Do you know who did this?"

"I don't know, but isn't it obvious?"

"There are two major forces that can compete with the Immortal King. The Divine Race and the Severity Tribe. They both just showed respect to the Immortal King on the surface. In fact, they are not afraid of the Immortal King at all. Otherwise, how dare they step on Immortal Mountain?"

"From ancient times to today, the Immortal King seemed invincible, but frankly speaking, he is getting old and will not live much longer."

"Last time, the Immortal King took action, but it only forcefully increased his strength, to the extent where the Immortal King might only have the strength of the Divine Shore. Otherwise, how could a doppelganger be able to behead a master of Divine Cloud? Instead, Immortal Mountain was trampled on, and the real king did not take action!"

"The doppelganger may be the real king!"

There were simply too many cultivators, and everyone had their own way of thinking. One of them said something, and soon, all sorts of speculations were revealed.

"The latest news! The latest news!"

Someone exclaimed and ran in from the door of the restaurant. "Immortal Mountain is closed! It's covered by a thick layer of fog!"

"As expected, the Immortal King's unmatched reputation was broken, Immortal Mountain sealed up. Immortal King won't be able to leave even if he enters seclusion."

"It's hard to imagine that the exceptional Immortal King was just a name. The Immortal King has long come to his death, and now, he is cultivating in seclusion."

In the tavern, after hearing the news, there was a sound of sigh.

Back then, the Immortal King was standing in the sky above Dragon City. No matter who they killed, Divine Masters had to bow and apologize to him. Then on Immortal Mountain, Immortal King wiped out the three masters of Divine Cloud Realm of the Severity Tribe with one finger and then killed the Divine Cloud Realm in the Inheritance Land with the strength of the Divine Shore. He had never been defeated, but who would have thought that such a peerless Immortal King's myth would be destroyed so soon.

Compared to the passage of time, so what if he was an exceptional Immortal King?

The Immortal King's current situation made everyone couldn't help but feel grief.

Before, the Immortal King spoke up for the human race. In the current situation, if the Immortal King weren't here, could it be that the human race was going to be trampled on by the Divine Race again?

Every human cultivator looked worried.

Henry, who was sitting in the corner, finished the last glass of wine in front of him and quietly left the tavern.

Henry did not leave Dragon City. Instead, he continued to remain in the city and wanted to see what would happen next.

In a mountain range not far from Dragon City.

A great black blade hacked down from the sky, hacking a cultivator from the Divine Race in half, causing blood to spray everywhere.

Wade was carrying a blade that still had blood dripping from it as he swept his gaze across his surroundings. In front of him lay a total of thirteen corpses. All of them were from the Divine Race.

"Pooh!" "Bah!"

Wade spat out a mouthful of saliva and said, "A bunch of rubbish."

With a flash of the red light, Red Hair came to the side of Wade.

"It's settled?"

Wade glanced at Red Hair.

Red Hair nodded and said, "27, a bit more troublesome."