"Hey, Mordechai, it's about time you show us your Sorcerous Combat Body. I've heard great things about it. Some people claim that it was all thanks to it that the Desolate Sorcery tribe rose to power over the continents and the Devil Land," Jasper said, smiling in anticipation.
"Okay, I will. But after the selection, you must let me test my Sorcerous Combat Body with your power of the Eight Diagrams!" Mordechai nodded and replied.
"Ha-ha, of course! That's exactly what I want too!"
As they were talking, Jasper came closer to the ten devils and cut off one arm from each, storing them into his spiritual space tool. They would present those as proof to get their points.
Ricky then called forth his sacred fire and burned the devils' bodies to ashes.
With that done, the four of them continued on their way, searching for more devils.
They hadn't gone far before they had to stop because they all felt several powerful warriors approach. They didn't seem to be devils but disciples from the continents, and they were moving incredibly fast.
"I have a feeling that they don't have good intentions,"
Jasper murmured hesitantly.
He cultivated the Law of Change, a branch of the Eight Diagrams. It was the kind closest to that the heavenly law, so his suspicion was most likely accurate.
"They are probably after me," Ricky told the others after some thought.
Before long, the presence they detected emerged on the horizon.
The figures of five young men in black and skin-tight clothing became clearer as they came closer, heading towards them directly.
Their dark eyes gave off an exceedingly uncomfortable feeling, for they emitted an aura bordering on the extremity of death. With a disgusted groan, Ricky and his friends also noted that the strangers smelled of rotten food.
Behind the menacing figures, there seemed to exist a vast and dark hell behind these strangers.
It felt like they were from the devil race, but they weren't.
The moment the five men came close enough, their eyes all gravitated toward Ricky. They exchanged meaningful glances with each other and nodded as if they confirmed something.
It was evident that they had verified Ricky's identity.
"Hi, guys, do we know each other?"
Ricky finally asked, prompting the men to talk to them.
"You don't know us, but we know you. You are Paul's successor!"
one of the black-clad young men replied lightly.
"I see. The five of you must be here for the inheritance."
Ricky nodded as if he, too, had confirmed something to himself and then added, "You surely are quick. We have only been here in the Passage World for half a day, and I was careful to hide my presence. But you still found me."
"There is nothing we can't find in this world as long as we put our mind to it!"
one of the young men answered. Pride colored every word that came out of his mouth.
"Oh? Wow! You must be incredibly strong!"
Ricky responded in surprise when he heard the young man's words.
Mordechai and Jasper also looked astonished.
"Are you from the Two-headed Hyena tribe?" Ella asked seriously, her forehead creased.
She couldn't think of any other force that could find Ricky in such a short time.
"Whoa! I didn't expect that some people still know about our tribe. After all, we have been hiding for a long time." The five young men laughed.
"The Two-headed Hyena?" Ricky and the other two men repeated after Ella, but they couldn't recall hearing about that term before.
So, they all turned to look at Ella with a questioning look on their faces.
"The Two-headed Hyena tribe is definitely powerful. Their blood power is one of the top powers in the middle region,"
Ella explained. "At their peak, they were considered the strongest tribe in the middle region."
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