Chapter 1074


    In the early morning, Andrius waited on the path they would take to climb the mountain. His Argentum


    Qilin Spear was nted on the ground as he silently awaited their arrival.


    After a moment, the first rays of sunlight illuminated the earth, and Mount Valdez weed its first


    wave of visitors.


    They were the Beholden n from the northeast. They were considered a somewhat famous faction in


    the northeastern region.


    The group wasprised of seven to eight people led by an elderly man with gloomy eyes. He


    appeared to be in his sixties to seventies and had deep calluses on his hands, indicating that he was


    proficient in palm techniques.


    He was the n master of the Beholden n, Monty Blevin, a mid–stage Martial Emperor.


    Behind him were the Beholden n’s elders and core disciples.


    One of the core disciples saw Andrius blocking the road and was instantly furious. He approached


    Andrius and scolded him arrogantly, “Boy, can’t you see that the Beholden n wants to ascend the


    mountain? Get out of the way!”


    Andrius lifted his eyelids and nced at him, but did not speak or show any intention of giving way.


    “Wha-…”


    The core disciple’s temper red.


    In the northeast, everyone had to show respect to the Beholden n. Thus, they were usually arrogant


    and domineering, not caring about anyone.


    However, today…


    “Since you want to do this the hard way, I’ll teach you a lesson today!”


    With that, a cold light shed in the core disciple’s eyes as he tried to kick Andrius aside.


    Smack!


    The next moment, Andrius rose and pped him, sending the disciple flying.


    Blood spurted in mid–air. His head and mouth twisted, and his teeth fell out.


    When he got up again, he pointed at Andrius with a trembling finger, his words breathy, “Y- you…


    “You’re seeking death!”


    Andrius‘ provocative actions angered the n master, Monty.


    Without any visible movement, he suddenly shot up from the ground like an unsheathed


    sword aiming toward Andrius. His palms were in front of him, sending a fierce palm wind.


    It was the ultimate technique of the Beholden n–the Mistique Palm!


    Andrius only sneered at the attack.


    He suddenly gripped the Argentum Qilin Spear in his left hand. When Monty approached, the spear


    flickered and avoided the palms, then pierced into Monty’s chest.


    In just half a move, Andrius took down the master of the Beholden n.


    “pfft…” Monty sprayed out a mouthful of blood and struggled on the ground, blood continuously oozing


    from his mouth. Then, his head tilted.


    He was dead.


    “n Master!”


    “n Master!”


    “n Master, you can’t die…”


    The Beholden n’s disciples were in chaos as they surrounded him. The remaining elders red at


    Andrius, full of anger but also extremely fearful of his strength. They did not dare to avenge their n


    master.


    Swoosh!


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…


    At that moment, a group of experts appeared behind Andrius.


    The leader was the confidant who followed the Insect Ruler yesterday. If Andrius’s memory was


    correct, his name was Gil.


    Andrius‘ expression darkened when he saw these people appear, and he said coldly, “What are you


    doing here?”


    “Of course, we’re here to help the Wolf King kill them!” Gil said ruthlessly.This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.