“What a shame. What a shame!”
The Turtle Sage did not immediately make a move but turned around instead. His clear eyes still accessed Andrius as he shook his head and sighed.
“Those whom the gods love die young. You’re only in your twenties and already reached the Martial Saint realm. Your future is limitless, and you might even surpass your predecessors.
“But now, you’re destined to die by my hands. What a shame. What a shame!”
The Turtle Sage’s words were filled with regret for Andrius, saying ‘what a shame’ four times.
After that...
Boom—
An aura as vast as the sky suddenly rose, stirring up fierce winds from the calm surroundings. The overwhelming and majestic force left Andrius speechless.
This was the aura of a late-stage Martial Saint.
No!
After Andrius assessed it carefully, he came to a jaw-dropping conclusion.
He had encountered a late-stage Martial Saint before—the Insect Ruler on Praxis Island was a late-stage Insect Ruler.
However...
The Insect Ruler’s aura was incomparable to the Turtle Sage in front of him!
In fact, the gap was not ordinary!
If the Insect Ruler’s late-stage Martial Saint aura was a mountain, at least, it would give people the urge to climb it.
However, the Turtle Sage was like a lightning rod on Mount Everest, unreachable and untouchable. In front of Andrius, he was as far as the ceiling itself.
It seemed to have surpassed the Martial Saint realm and reached a new realm.
At that moment, Andrius’ heart surged. He was going to compete with this expert today!
Swoosh!
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