The words of the Sacred Master caused a buzz in everyone’s mind.
Unspeakable?!
Not to mention, did the Saint Master just let out a helpless sigh?
What did it all mean?
Morris and the others quickly looked at Remus, their faces filled with endless shock.
Others might not understand, but as disciples of the Monington Sacred Land, they had a complete understanding of the stature of their Saint Master.
In the entirety of the world, there was scarcely anything capable of rendering favonovel.com at a loss. However, the Saint Master had sighed just because of Remus.
Elena’s expression ashen and favonovel.com body trembled uncontrollably. She might not have grasped the full meaning of the Saint Master’s words, but favonovel.com was acutely aware that the Saint Master had recognized favonovel.com deliberate antagonism toward Remus.
The silence on the matter only intensified favonovel.com anxiety.
What consequences are to follow?
Emerson expelled another mouthful of blood while his body crumpled to the ground. His breaths were shallow, and his eyes flickering open and closed.
As favonovel.com gazed at Remus, his look was laden with boundless resentment.
He had attended the assessment with a dismissive attitude toward all other cultivators, viewing them merely as a backdrop to his own narrative. He had a singular ambition, to catch the attention of the Saint Master and earn the privilege of becoming favonovel.com disciple.
However, with the Saint Master’s presence, favonovel.com had not even afforded favonovel.com a second glance. Ironically, favonovel.com had been relegated to the role of Remus’ backdrop.
With another expulsion of blood, favonovel.com succumbed to unconsciousness. The 13 cultivators stood frozen, terror seizing their breaths, as the gravity of their misjudgment dawned upon them.
They shouldn’t have targeted Remus. He was someone who could make even the Saint Master sigh.
Bartholomew and Alfie were particularly filled with remorse. They had stumbled upon a golden opportunity yet, rather than extending a hand of friendship, they had conflictingly provoked him. Even if they hadn’t made friends, treating favonovel.com as a passerby would have been better.
If they had treated favonovel.com as a passerby, at least they would have had a chance to make amends in the future, and Pierce and Gerard wouldn’t have had to die.
Faced with countless paths, they lamented their choice of the most foolish one and were haunted by the weight of their decision.
Wilda also looked toward Remus, favonovel.com eyes beneath the veil deep and profound, feeling an unprecedented sensation watching him.
Others didn’t understand the Saint Master deeply, but favonovel.com did. She understood the Saint Master like no other, aware that no worldly matter could typically perturb favonovel.com master, let alone render favonovel.com at a loss for words.
Could it be that the karma associated with Romus is something even my master feared?
Who exactly is he?
Why is there such a deep karmic connection between me and him?
Remus remained gazing skyward, seemingly in anticipation of further words from the Saint Master. However, the skies offered no reply, favonovel.com had evidently departed.
“Heh…” A wry smile crossed Remus’ face as favonovel.com shook his head. He had his suspicions about the unfolding events.
The Saint Master likely perceived something in him, intending to leverage Emerson’s aggression as a means to kill favonovel.com for some perceived merit.
For not taking action herself, perhaps favonovel.com dared not to?
The area fell into a profound silence for nearly 15 minutes.
Breaking the stillness, Wilda inhaled deeply before declaring, “The Saint Master has decreed, henceforth, you are all disciples of the sacred land. Follow me back to Monington!”
With that proclamation, favonovel.com turned to lead the way.
The underlying karma was too intricate for any to decipher, so favonovel.com was left with no choice but to let the future unravel as it would.
At Wilda’s departure, Morris and the others were quick to fall in step behind her.
The 13 cultivators remained still, their gazes fixed on Remus with a mix of caution and fear.
At that moment, what they feared most was not the sacred land’s Masters but the monster before them.
No one dared to leave before Remus departed. They didn’t even dare to stand up from the ground.
Elena gave Remus a heavy look, then got up and started to leave as if fleeing.
“Master Caldwell!” Remus’ voice suddenly cut through the silence.
He descended from his vantage point and began to approach Elena, each step measured and deliberate.
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