The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 519 Eight Marvels in the Ancient Martial Arts World

As Crane Leonard's voice fell, an overwhelmingly powerful surge of Chi energy flowed into his long sword. The blade exuded a chilling aura of death. With a flick of his wrist, a sword aura shot up into the sky, directly attacking the heavens. In the mid-air, a piercing, ear-splitting sound of cutting through the wind reverberated.

The next moment, a hundred-meter-long sword aura descended like lightning, rushing toward Billy's position with thunderous might.

At the moment of attack, there was absolutely no holding back. Crane Leonard's intention was clear--he wanted to kill Billy with a single strike. The enmity between their families was too deep, and he wouldn't miss any opportunity for revenge.

In the Land Rover not far away, Harleen's face was filled with intense worry, and her heart was hanging in the balance.

"Don't worry, Mrs Knight. Boss will be fine." Night Orchid reassured her with a smile.

"Alright," Harleen nodded faintly, though she couldn't help but continue to worry.

"Not bad, your 'Sword Through the Void' is almost there." Billy's voice sounded as he said, "Only, it's a bit weak. Let me assist you."

Whoosh!

As he spoke, he turned his wrist, activating the Cold Moon Saber Technique. A curved saber aura shot out, forming an arc of blade energy. With his current level of strength, dealing with a half-step War God- Emperor wasn't a problem at all.

The blade aura swept through, shattering everything in its path. Crane Leonard's sword aura had no chance of resisting and was instantly blown apart. The blade aura continued its trajectory, piercing straight through Crane Leonard. The next moment, the imposing aura in the air vanished, and Crane was on one knee, his right hand stuck into the ground to support himself.

He looked at Billy with great difficulty, unable to utter a word. A large amount of blood gushed from his mouth. At the same time, a trail of blood extended from his left shoulder to his right waist. Blood spurted out like a fountain. Following that, his body split into two pieces, lying lifeless on the ground. His eyes were wide open, filled with shock. Even in the moment before his death, he couldn't believe that he couldn't even block a single move from Commander Gardner. He had intended to kill Billy with a single blow, but it was all so laughable! Crane Leonard was filled with endless regret in his heart. He was the last hope o his clan, but he had died just like that.

The Leonard clan was truly done for!

"Hmm?" Seeing this scene, Pop Harding and the others were all astonished and wore shocked expressions. They had heard that Billy was strong, but they never expected him to be this strong. He had killed a half-step War God-Emperor with a single strike. And his nonchalant expression clearly indicated that he hadn't even used his full strength.

"Who wants to see me?" Billy then turned his gaze to Archibald and asked casually.

"Ruthless Lordling!" Pop Harding replied.

"Hmm?" Billy paused, "The Ruthless Lordling from the Eight Marvels of Ancient Martial Arts?"

Within the borders of the empire, the young generation of the ancient martial world included eight recognized prodigies, known as the Eight Marvels of Ancient Martial Arts. To stand out in the highly talented world of ancient martial arts and be chosen as one of the Eight Marvels of Ancient Martial Arts world, without a doubt, every one of them was an exceptional prodigy. Ivy Chandler, who was regarded as a rare talent that came once in a millennium for Secret Essences Sect, was one of them. As for the four men among the eight, they were the four young masters, and Ruthless Lordling held a prominent position among them.

Billy had limited interest in the ancient martial world, so he knew very little about it. He had only heard about these Eight Marvels in passing.

"That's right," Pop Harding confirmed.

"What's his purpose?" Billy asked again.

"He's come for you specifically. He wants to have a battle with you today. There's only one purpose for you to meet him, he wants to challenge you." Pop replied once more.

"Tell him to get out of the capital within three days, or else, he'll die." Billy said coldly.

He had no interest in participating in a challenge.

"Commander Gardner, you're truly too overconfident. Ruthless Lordling..." Pop's brows slightly furrowed.

He clearly didn't believe that Billy would be a match for Ruthless Lordling, whose inclusion among the Eight Marvels was unquestionably due to his martial talent and personal strength!

Pop Harding knew that he had reached the pseudo-God-Emperor Realm in terms of his current strength, but he had the self-awareness to know that if he were to face Ruthless Lordling, he would definitely not be a match for him.

"In addition, leave one of your own arms behind and get lost immediately." Billy interrupted him.

Originally, he hadn't planned to settle the score with Pop Harding today, but since the other party had repeatedly pushed him, he was more than willing to oblige.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Pop furrowed his brow tightly. "Commander Gardner, you..."

"My Boss told you to cut off your arm. Haven't you heard?" Bob Stokes, who had arrived with Ian Blade, interjected. He and Ian Blade quickly approached from the side.

Given the recent return of many

people from the ancient martial world to the capital city, and with each of them possessing formidable cultivation, as ministers of Central Sky Office and Special Patrol Squadron, they couldn't have been unaware. They had been keeping an eye on this group for these past few days but hadn't noticed anything unusual.

However, just before Pop Harding and the others arrived at the bar, both of them had received a

message, which made them

understand that the targets of these individuals was, surprisingly, their boss. Upon receiving the message, both of them were in the middle of an important meeting. After taking the call, they rushed out of the meeting room without exchanging any greetings.

"Boss!" The two of them approached Billy and bowed slightly.

"Not bad! Both of you have broken through!" Billy smiled after sensing their martial auras.

A few days earlier, in the Kun Lun

Mountains, Bob Stokes and lan Blade, after a battle that touched their potential, glimpsed the light of the next level. Following the conclusion of that intense battle, Billy had given them a task to return to the capital city and do nothing else but enter seclusion for a week, focusing on their cultivation in order to break through as soon as possible.

Today, upon meeting, neither of them disappointed him.

Bob Stokes had achieved the complete War Emperor level, and lan Blade had broken through to the pinnacle of the War Emperor level.

"Thankfully, we didn't shame you, boss!" Ian Blade scratched his head.

"Boss, what's the matter with these ruffians?" Bob Stokes, grinning, turned to Billy and asked.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"Let's talk later," Billy responded with a smile.

"Who are you two?" At this moment, Pop Harding glanced at Bob Stokes and lan Blade with a furrowed brow.

"You fool, didn't you hear what my boss said?" Bob Stokes replied sharply. "You'd better make your move right now, or you won't just leave behind an arm!" "Idiot, what's your identity? How dare you talk to my brother like that? Do you want to die? Kneel down right now!" Greg Harding stepped forward. "Boss, can we cut them down?" lan turned to Billy and asked.