The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1315

Ricky thought that the Blood Zombies' murderous intent and the potent corpse miasma were difficult to deal with already on their own. He couldn't imagine what would happen if these two Blood Zombies ever attained the ability to think like humans, as they would be impossible to defeat then.

To top that off, the Dragon Intent Grass told Ricky that the Blood Zombies' corpse miasma was the ordinary type, which implied that there were far more potent ones.

"I was able to sample the corpse miasma's incredible power this time, and even though it was just the ordinary type, it was strong enough to face my sacred fire and peculiar fire head-on. I can't help but wonder what the stronger corpse miasma is capable of," Ricky said with a sigh.

"Don't think about that for now, and just focus on strengthening your chaotic fire power. Once your chaotic fire power and chaotic energy reach a certain level, no corpse miasma could threaten you," the Dragon Intent Grass responded.

Without another word, Ricky picked up the Intent Apperception Grass and put it aside.

Then, he resumed looking for the token.

Before he found anything, however, he spotted a figure that was quickly coming toward him from afar. When it was close enough, he saw that it was a lovely-looking girl, her ponytail bouncing behind her.

Her face was flushed with exertion, and she looked a bit of a mess.

Ricky could sense that her body was emitting both evil spirit and pure continent spirit, which clued him in that she was a human devil.

After all, he had met human devils before, so he could recognize the aura they gave off at first glance.

"That looks like a human devil, but what is she doing here?" murmured Ricky to himself thoughtfully. "I bet she is from the Linghu Clan."

At this point, the girl also caught sight of Ricky. She paused for a moment, as a pensive look took over her face, but she seemed to come to some decision and sped up. When she reached his side, she stretched out her arm and handed him something square and golden.

"Here, this is a gift for you." After saying that, she left as quickly as she had come.

Ricky was left behind, confused.

However, he soon understood what was going on when four more people appeared on the horizon.

The girl was nowhere to be seen, but the four people were heading toward Ricky with ferocious expressions on their faces. If he had to guess, they must be after her. But when they laid eyes on Ricky, their attention immediately shifted to him.

To be more precise, they were looking at the golden item in his hands, and their eyes held no small amount of greed.

Of course, Ricky noticed their gazes.

So he, too, looked down to check what the girl had given him.

The sun glinted perfectly over the golden item, and the words "Misty South Palace" had been carved on it.

"This is the token everyone is looking for!" Ricky exclaimed in his heart and his eyes almost popped out in shock. 'I can't be mistaken. I am sure that this is the Misty South Palace's token, ' he thought to himself with elation.

"Wow! I can't believe my luck. I didn't expect to obtain this so easily," he murmured happily after he recovered from the shock.

He was a righteous man, yes, but he was also a flexible person. He didn't know who that girl was and how she got her hands on the token, but he didn't give a damn about those unnecessary things. Since the token had fallen into his hands, it was rightfully his, and he was prepared to fight for it.

Moreover, the girl didn't give the token to him out of the goodness of her heart. She merely wanted to escape her pursuers and even purposely put him in danger.

At this point, the four people had besieged Ricky from all sides. "Boy, hand over the token to us, and I'll spare your life," the young man, who seemed to be the leader, snapped at Ricky.

"Sir, don't underestimate him. He is not truly as young as he looks, or maybe he's just an imp. But don't look down on him because I heard that he has something up his sleeve," a servant reminded the young leader.

"Is that so? Well, it doesn't matter if he is a child or not. In my eyes, a dwarf is no different from a child," the young man in black retorted arrogantly.

Hearing this, the servant didn't bother to contradict his master because he thought his master was right. Their young leader was talented and powerful, and a powerful force stood behind him.

No one in this area could afford to mess with him. "Sir, there is a blood-colored vortex over there," another servant cut in, pointing to the vortex in the distance.