Seeing how the First Fortress Master was a smart, seemingly earnest enough of a person, Fane finally pointed forward and declared, "Everyone, listen to me. The Bloodshed Clan standing before us have killed so many of our brothers and sisters, and this is our chance to avenge them. Attack, and wipe them all out together!"

"Attack!" Nash and the rest immediately rushed forward as though given a boost of energy.

"There are so many of them. Clan master! What should we do? Quite a number of them are in the First-grade ultimate god level, too!" an old man immediately questioned the Bloodshed Clan Master, somewha panicked when he noticed the gathering of people who joined the battle.

"Why should we be afraid? Persist no matter what-they're no match for us. We have more people who are in the Sixth or Seventh-grade ultimate god level compared to them, and this will be quick!" ordered Edward resoundingly. "We'll have an easier win once I kill their First Fortress Master!"

Whoosh!

Fane rushed toward a Bloodshed Clan man in the Eighth-grade ultimate god level in a flash.

"Haha! You truly do have a death wish, young man! Seems like that group of yours obeys you. You coming up to me like this only makes me want to know just how good you are!" The man from the Bloodshed Clan laughed loudly, underestimating Fane. He tightened his fists and instantly disappeared from where he stood.

The man then flickered right before Fane. His aura engulfed his fist as he swung toward Fane.

"Oh, he has a death wish, alright." Unfazed, Fane met the opponent's fist with his own.

Thoom!

A deafening eruption was heard, and the Eighth-grade ultimate god level Bloodshed Clan disciple was sent flying by Fane.

Blood spurted through his lips.

"Urfh!" The middle-aged man looked visibly horrified as he vomited blood. He never expected that this young-looking man would have such horrifying strength.

"He's so strong! This guy is in the Seventhgrade ultimate god level, but how can somebody in that level send me flying?" The middle-aged man scowled.

Fane, on the other hand, took out his black sword with a flip of his hand.

"Burning Chop!" Fane called out, and a horrendous slash was sent straight toward his opponent. An attack that looked like a hot, blazing fireball went straight for the middle-aged man like a meteoroid. "D*mn it. This attack is so horrifying!" The man in Eighth-grade ultimate god level was so shocked that his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. His heart nearly jumped out of his mouth when he felt how strong the fluctuation of power from Fane's attack was.

He immediately activated the martial skill he was all too confident in. However, his martial skill was so brittle under Fane's attack and saw it being destroyed like a broken twig.

"Im... Impossible!" The middle-aged man yelled in fright when he saw a large chunk of Fane's attack left coming his way. He dared not face the fact as a strong aura of death came straight toward him. Thoom!

The attack blasted off the man's body. With that, Fane had easily slaughtered a master in the Eighth-grade ultimate god level.

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