Lord Came Back From The Battlefield

“I would rather die than give you the map!” the man gritted his teeth.

As he spoke, he threw a storage ring toward Billy and his group.

He continued, “Everyone, inside the storage ring is a map. The marked location might be the ancient headquarters of the Netherworld Clan from a thousand years ago, filled with treasures…”

“Really?” Stout’s eyes lit up at the mention of treasures, and he immediately caught the storage ring.

Billy and his group thought: The man clearly wanted to divert trouble, and only someone like Stout would fall for it!

“Die!”

The elder in charge turned pale with anger upon seeing the man prefer to give the map to strangers rather than him.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and swept it toward the man. After a burst of blood mist, the man disappeared without a trace.

“Give me the storage ring!” The elder then looked at Stout, his face devoid of much expression.

“Why should I?” Stout smacked his lips in response. “He gave the storage ring to us, so it’s ours now!”

Handing over the treasure he had just acquired was something he found very difficult.

“Stout, give it to him,” Billy said calmly.

For him, being new here, he didn’t want any unnecessary trouble.

As for the numerous treasures mentioned by the man, he wasn’t interested. They already had enough treasures in their storage rings.

“Really? I…” Stout was extremely reluctant.

“You can choose not to give it, but then you’ll have to decide if you want your life or the map!” A fourth-rank Perfection Emptiness Realm man from the opposing side interrupted him in a deep voice.

“So you’re saying that if I don’t give you the storage ring, you’ll kill me?” Stout looked at the man and asked.

“My patience is limited. You’d better stop wasting time!” The man responded coldly.

“Why don’t you try?” Stout retorted.

“You’re courting death!” The man frowned, raising his hand to strike with an imprint.

He had already assessed Billy’s group’s cultivation levels, with the highest being only second-rank Perfection Emptiness Realm, so he didn’t take them seriously.

Midway through the imprint’s flash, Stout punched out.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Demon Fist!

Immediately, the man spewed a mouthful of blood into the sky and was sent flying, landing on a street three or four hundred meters away, unable to get up for a long time.

“Hmm?” The opposing group was stunned simultaneously.

“You seek death!” A sixth-rank Perfection Emptiness Realm man from the other side shouted angrily.

After speaking, he raised his hand toward Stout, and a palm came crashing down!

“You really are asking for trouble!” Harleen frowned slightly and thrust out her feather sword with a surge of sword energy.

The palm from the opponent had no chance of resistance and exploded instantly. The sword energy then flashed past the man’s arm.

“Ah…” A scream echoed as an arm flew into the air, blood gushing out.

Harleen had clearly shown mercy; otherwise, the man wouldn’t have survived.

“Bastards, who are you people? Do you have a death wish…” An old woman from the opposing side spoke harshly.

As she spoke, she was secretly shocked. Harleen was only at second-rank Perfection Emptiness Realm but had managed to sever the arm of a sixth-rank Perfection Emptiness Realm opponent with one strike. This level of challenge was astonishing.

“We were planning to give you the storage ring, but now, forget it!” Billy interrupted her.

He then looked at Harleen and the others. “Let’s go!”

After speaking, he walked straight ahead.

As he said, he initially intended to give them the storage ring since he had no interest in any map.

But their actions had angered him. The two earlier attacks were aimed at taking Stout’s life. If their side had been weaker, Stout would have been dead by now.

So even if he had to destroy the storage ring, he wouldn’t give it to them.

“You can leave, but leave the storage ring behind!” The old woman shouted angrily.

Then she exchanged glances with an eighth-rank Perfection Emptiness Realm elder, and they both attacked Billy simultaneously with full strength.

Both carried killing intent, clearly not intending to spare Billy’s life.

No trouble, no death!

For Billy now, such opponents weren’t even worth considering!

With one slash, two heads flew into the air simultaneously, both faces showing extreme disbelief.

A second-rank Perfection Emptiness Realm had decapitated two late-stage Perfection Emptiness Realm opponents with one strike?!

Unheard of!

At the same time, the remaining forty or fifty people on the opposing side gasped in unison, their faces filled with intense fear.

“Do you still want to fight?” Billy asked them calmly.

“You… you dare kill members of Yinsha Sect? You’re dead…” One man mustered his courage and spoke up.

“We’ll be staying in City of the Unclaimed for one night. Go tell your sect leader that if they want the storage ring, they can come and get it!” Billy continued.

“Hurry back and inform the sect leader!” The man said before quickly leaving with his group.

“Boss, it seems this Yinsha Sect isn’t a small sect,” Casey said to Billy.

“Who cares! If they piss us off, we’ll wipe out their sect!” Stout replied.

“We know nothing about this City of the Unclaimed; we shouldn’t be too careless!” Opal said before turning to Billy. “Billy Boy, should we find a place to gather some information?”

“Yes,” Billy nodded slightly.

“Boss, we’re unfamiliar with this place. Where should we go for information?” White Tiger asked.

“First find out if there’s an Alchemists’ Alliance branch in City of the Unclaimed,” Billy replied.

“Alchemists’ Alliance?” White Tiger was slightly surprised but nodded. “Got it!”

He then walked toward a nearby shop and returned shortly after.

“Boss, Alchemists’ Alliance, Array Alliance, Blacksmiths’ Alliance, and Beast Wranglers’ Alliance all have branches in City of the Unclaimed. And they’re said to be the largest branches outside their headquarters!”

“Really?” Billy was slightly surprised. “Let’s visit Alchemists’ Alliance first!”

“Alright!” White Tiger led the group toward a main street on the right.

“Stout, check what kind of map it is,” Judge said as they walked.

“Okay!” Stout nodded and took out an animal skin scroll from the storage ring.

Everyone looked at it; it was an ordinary animal skin map with nothing special about it.

“The man mentioned that this might be the ancient headquarters of Netherworld Clan from a thousand years ago?” Judge continued. “I wonder what kind of background Netherworld Clan has.”

“Who knows!” Stout shrugged and put away the map before looking at Billy.

“Boss, that Netherworld Clan sounds pretty impressive. Should we check out that place on the map someday? There might really be lots of treasures!”

“Let’s gather more information first,” Billy replied.

About half an hour later, they stopped at the entrance of an estate.

In the center stood a pill-shaped building-the iconic structure of Alchemists’ Alliance.

“What do you need?” One of the guards at the entrance asked them.

“Can we see your alliance head?” Billy asked.

“See the alliance head?” The guard was slightly surprised. “Who are you people? What do you need from our alliance head?”

“We have something to ask him,” Billy said before flicking his finger and sending a low-grade Spirit Essence Pill toward him.

“Show this pill to your alliance head and see if he’s willing to meet us.”

This low-grade Spirit Essence Pill was one of those refined by William Frost in Bladesong City last time. It was one of those he had tempered with his blood essence in the end-95% purity!