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Chapter 1899

Master Zeller stared at the devastating scene before him; the once prosperous and powerfulPavilion Billow Cloud had fallen just like that. "Do you think we should go to the Nine Armies andtake a look at the situation? I want to go, what if there are some survivors?" he sighed aloud.

At this point, Master Zeller ran out of ideas; he simply did not know what to do anymore. He wasone of the important figures of the Anti-Alliance Guard, but he was helpless this time.

Master Yarbrough's eyebrows snapped together, then he slapped his thighs and announced, hisvoice determined, "Let's go! We must go and have a look! If there are survivors, we must rescuethem! Perhaps some of them were not killed, who knows?" Master Zeller bobbed his head inagreement. Master Yarbrough's point of view was reasonable and logical. Although the PavilionBillow Cloud had become nothing, the spirit of unity and saving the others shall not die. Hence, theyshould at least go and take a look at the situation.

After the two made the decision, they traveled together toward the Nine Armies. They were mentallyprepared for what they were going to see in the Nine Armies.

They had even formed an image of the current Nine Armies in their heads—the bloody scene ofcorpses, shattered fleshes, and so on. Perhaps, they would find Fane's body as well.

The imagination was what neither of them would like to happen. After they entered the gates of theNine Armies, both of them almost had their jaws drop to the ground. Although there were traces ofbattle left behind, they could still see crowds moving around within the Nine Armies wall.

They looked like they were happy and in good spirits as if they were full of hope and confidenceabout the future. Master Yarbrough frowned and hurriedly stopped a disciple of the Nine Armies forquestioning.

After asking a series of questions, they learned that the place had changed its name; it was nolonger the Nine Armies but the Nine Gods Clan, and their clan master was none other than Fane—whom they had been worried about all this time.

Master Yarbrough pulled over a short-bearded disciple and asked with a surprised expression, "Didthe Alliance Guard not send anyone to attack here? Or did they not find the right place?” The tragicsituation that none had survived in the Pavilion Billow Cloud left a deep impression on Master Zellerand Master Yarbrough but the Nine Gods Clan was safe and peaceful to the point that they startedto doubt what they witnessed at the Pavilion Billow Cloud.

With disbelief in their eyes, they asked the disciple questions. Although the short-bearded discipledid not know the name of these two men in front of him, he knew that they were not ordinary menfrom the strong aura that they were emanating.

So, he naturally did not dare to hide the truth. After all, none can hide the truth from an obvioussituation.

He responded immediately, "Those b*stard of the Alliance Guard, of course, they did come andattack us. But our clan master is way more superb and stronger than them!

So, those attackers were all gone, none of them were left alive!"

After hearing these words, Master

Yarbrough's eyes widened. "What...what did you just say? Those people that

Alliance Guard sent were all killed by all of you? Please don't make a joke about this thing!"novelbin

Master Yarbrough could not believe what he had heard. Not only Master Yarbrough who was inshock, Master Zeller who stood beside him was shaken by the truth as well.

Master Zeller stepped forward abruptly and stared at the short-bearded disciples with a pair of sterneyes. The disciple trembled and his breath turned nervous under Master Zeller’s intense stare.

"I'm telling the truth! Otherwise, how could we be standing and walking around here alive?"

Master Yarbrough furrowed. "As far as I know, the people who came to attack your Nine Gods Clanhave two experts of the third-grade soul-penetrating level! There are also three strong ones of thefirst-grade soul-penetrating level! They sent so many strong fighters! How did you all manage tosurvive and even win the battle!"

The situation was beyond common apprehension. The Nine Gods Clan was the Nine Armies, andthe two masters knew the strength of the Nine Armies very well. There was no way there could beso many strong fighters among them to fight against the Alliance Guard.

Even the superbly gifted Fane was only at the ultimate god realm. Ultimate god realm was nothingin the eyes of those soulpenetrating level powerhouses!

After noticing that Master Yarbrough's expression turned confused, the disciple straightened hisback and answered them with pride on his face, 'Those b*tches from the Alliance Guard are indeedvery strong, but our master is not weak either!"

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