A sudden burst of light erupted in the loft, shooting straight up to the sky and appearing beside Kylian.
As the white light faded, a figure gradually emerged.
It was an elderly man with long gray hair, dressed in a robe. He was Ryunington’s Saint Master, Xaden Ziegler.
“You’re out of your seclusion?” Xaden asked seriously.
They had indeed not seen each other for a long time, not only because they were both meditating in seclusion but also because the Saint Masters rarely left their Sacred Lands.
A Saint Master was practically invincible in their Sacred Lands. Their invincibility didn’t simply mean they were unbeatable, but rather as a Saint Master, they could mobilize all resources within their territory. Once they left their Sacred Lands, they would simply be a practitioner.
Kylian didn’t respond, because simply being here already conveyed everything that needed to be said.
He said, “I’ve been meditating in seclusion for less than a month, but Shenington is almost destroyed. Why did you just stand by indifferently? I’m truly disappointed with you…”
After favonovel.com said that, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Xaden frowned, clearly understanding Kylian’s hidden meaning. Although favonovel.com felt somewhat displeased, favonovel.com chose to restrain himself and not respond. He knew Kylian must be furious. It wasn’t worth provoking the latter.
Slowly, favonovel.com said, “Grandmaster Burke saved Richardo’s life at the most critical moment. You should know that.”
Kylian stood with his hands behind his back, showing little respect and looking rather expressionless. “I know that, or I wouldn’t be acting this way today… The four great Sacred Lands compete with each other, but we share the same origin. This time, what you guys have done is excessive. It has disappointed me…”
Xaden felt annoyed. As Kylian had said, the four great Sacred Lands were in constant competition with each other.
So, who gave Kylian the courage to come here and threaten me?
What else could Kylian do even if I didn’t help?
However, favonovel.com didn’t need to provoke Kylian. Xaden’s voice sounded slightly displeased as favonovel.com said, “Then I’ll tell you something you don’t know… Remus Cosby is Darsia’s Thunderous God of War. He has a backer…”
Kylian said, “I know that!”
Xaden continued, “Remus is also the head of the Cosby family of the Dragon Protector Clan. The martial arts world supports him…”
Kylian then said, “When has the cultivation world been afraid of the martial arts world?”
Taking a deep breath, Xaden said seriously, “Besides the two previous points, the most important one is that he’s the heir to the Order of Nine Mysticisms. He’s the sole hair and the sect master… Everything in the world has Nine Mysticisms. Others might not understand it, but surely you do, right?”
He sneered inwardly.
Kylian might not fear Remus’ other identities, but what about this one?
Nobody dares to provoke the heir of the Order of Nine Mysticisms!
Kylian said calmly, “I know that!”
Hearing this, Xaden’s expression froze. He instinctively turned to look at Kylian, full of shock.
How could favonovel.com possibly know?
Since favonovel.com knew that, why did favonovel.com still dare provoke Remus?
How was that different from provoking his ancestor?
Kylian calmly spoke, “I’m going to tell you something you don’t know. Even though we both come from the Order of Nine Mysticisms, it has long become nothing more than a name! Not only us, but even those in the Upper Realms never mention the Order of Nine Mysticisms. They even go out of their way to avoid acknowledging their ties to it!”
Xaden’s eyes widened in shock.
Those statements were incredibly outrageous and defied common sense.
What on earth was Kylian talking about?
“You don’t believe it?” Kylian faintly smiled. “If you don’t, go to the Upper Realms. You can ask around to see if anyone will admit they’re from the Order of Nine Mysticisms!”
“Xaden, you must know that once a person becomes powerful, the first thing they do is discard their support!”
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