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There was a highly significant cultural site on Apexel Mountain in the Eastern Territory.

At the same time, this place was also the headquarters of the elite sect, the Apexel Path.

The practitioners of this sect focused solely on their cultivation and did not engage with the outside world like other sects.

This led to the sect having few disciples. However, the few who were members of this sect were exceptionally strong.

Even the weakest among them, the outer disciples, had nearly reached the level of the Profound Oriental Realm.

However, the sect's strength was also its weakness-its isolation. The mountain's natural defenses made

it nearly impossible for most martial artists, even those approaching the Divine Sojourn Realm, to detect their presence.

As a result, the sect had dwindled in numbers over time.

Before Benedict stood a young man who controlled lightning, one of the new generations of Apexel Mountain. Among his cohort, there were only a handful of others.

Their descent from the mountain was at the behest of their current sect leader.

Zaafea's earpiece had been directly linked to the leader's ears. Even Zaafea was not entirely sure how many people were left at Apexel Mountain.

At that moment, two more practitioners flew in-a man and a woman. They joined Thunder Boy.

"What do you think, Octavian?" the woman asked.

Thunder Boy, known as Octavian, grinned slyly.

"You know what? I feel like we're in for something good this time!" He then turned excitedly to the two and said, "Linvy, Krosh, do you understand what I mean?"noveldrama

The two practitioners shook their heads in confusion.

Octavian then turned to Benedict and asked, "Hey! Which sect do you belong to?"

Benedict stood up, looking up at the much younger Octavian with a puzzled expression. After hearing the question, he hesitated before replying, "I belong to no secto."

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"Hahaha! I knew it!" Octavian laughed and flew toward Benedict.

"Let's make a bet. If we destroy this giant tree, you'll join our sect! How about that?"

Benedict was even more bewildered by this proposition. He could not quite figure out who these three were, but he could tell that the two on the side were manageable.

However, the one named Octavian,

who was staring at him with wide, excited eyes, was undoubtedly more powerful than himself. He had likely achieved a realm he could never hope to reach.

Benedict did not respond directly. Sensing that Octavian's approach was a bit too forward, his junior, Krosh, quickly stepped in to change the subject.

"Uh... Octavian, don't forget the task the elder gave us."

Octavian snapped out of his excitement and turned his attention to the giant tree.

"Right, right, the giant tree. Honestly, those old geezers are always bossing us around. They could probably handle this with a flick of their fingers, but no, they sent us instead."

Just then, Linvy also descended beside them. "Alright, stop complaining. Let's get this task done and leave."

"Got it, my dear senior," Octavian replied, and the three of them flew into the air.