The legendary warrior

Chapter 1109 An Unexpected Visitor

While Soar and the others adjusted their state, Mason and Easton were busy creating arrays around the Blood Spirit Ground to keep them invisible. Soar and Autelan would have to reveal their true bodies when they try to break through the Thunderstroke Doom, so they had to do that in a secret place.

Hopefully, the Blood Spirit Ground, together with some powerful arrays, would be enough to prevent anyone else from seeing the two of them, as they focused on breaking through.

After some adjustments, Mason led Soar and Autelan to the Blood Spirit Ground, where they could concentrate on their job in peace.

At the same time, Easton led Fein, Ted, and Pearl to the cultivation square of the Spirit Sect to break through the Thunderstroke Doom, so that all the disciples could watch them do that. In that way, they could increase their experience in resisting the Thunderstroke Doom.

Although the chances of these disciples becoming spiritual emperors were small, things would be different in case they came across great opportunities.

Ricky was not worried about Soar and Autelan, even though the two dragons would surely cause four- colored Thunderstroke Dooms. He believed that it would be easy for a legendary beast like the Great Dragon to break through it anyway.

That was because the physical bodies of legendary beasts were incomparably strong. Thus, the two dragons could probably break through the first three attacks from the Thunderstroke Doom just with their physical bodies. They were that strong.

Meanwhile, Fein was the first to break through. He faced a two-colored Thunderstroke Doom, which was the strongest type among two-colored Thunderstroke Dooms. This showed that he was quite talented, although he was still far away from being a peerless genius.

In the end, he managed to break through it with the full use of his abilities.

After that was Ted's turn, who faced a two-colored Thunderstroke Doom as well. However, this one was a little weaker than the one Fein managed to summon.

Unfortunately, Ted failed to make it, and he was killed by the second attack from the Thunderstroke Doom.

In that instant, the whole Spirit Sect was enveloped by a sorrowful silence, as sadness gripped the hearts of all the disciples who viewed Ted as their dear comrade.

"The chances to break through the doom and become a spiritual emperor are around ten percent. Those who succeed are either abnormally talented ones like you or gifted legendary beasts. "The path of martial arts is always cruel. Even if a person has the best opportunity, and even if he grows rapidly, it is still useless if he fails to break through the Thunderstroke Doom and become a spiritual emperor,"

the Dragon Intent Grass said with a sigh.

"It's a pity for Ted, but there's nothing we can do about it," Ricky said with tears in his eyes.

Although he just spent a short time with Ted, he already saw him as a good friend. But he knew that this was a cruel and dangerous life that they had chosen, and as such, all of them should be ready for its consequence—death.

Ted's death underscored the cruelty of the Thunderstroke Doom in the eyes of the disciples. It was not until then that they finally understood why the older generation of demi-spiritual emperors always delayed breaking through the Thunderstroke Doom.

While this was going on, they could also sense that more Thunderstroke Dooms had descended in some other areas. It appeared that other geniuses who had bathed in and refined the Emperor Light

had also started to try to break through.

"I wonder how many people will become spiritual emperors in the end..." the Dragon Intent Grass muttered quietly.

"I may not have met them before, but I still sincerely wish them success," Ricky commented reverently, looking over the horizon.

Then he looked at Pearl and said to her telepathically, "Pearl, you have the Feminine Mutant. If my guess is correct, you could probably encounter a three-colored Thunderstroke Doom." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Don't worry about me. If I am not sure that I can succeed, I would not have chosen to do this. You know that!" Pearl said confidently since she knew that Ricky was worried about her safety.

"If that is so, then, I hope nothing for you but success," Ricky said seriously.

Inwardly, he wanted to stop Pearl from summoning the Thunderstroke Doom, because it could be too dangerous. However, he also understood that he couldn't do that. In the end, his endless worries and expectations could only be turned into best wishes.

"I will," Pearl replied seriously, as she noticed Ricky's complicated mood. With a final nod, she walked to the center of the square.

"Be careful!" Easton and some other seniors who were watching called out to her.

All the disciples of the Spirit Sect that witnessed the ongoing events had changed their attitude. They no longer yearned for the Thunderstroke Doom as before, and neither were they excited to see it. They now saw it for the terrible power that it held. What had happened to Ted told them that they could not be excited until Pearl broke through successfully.

Thus, no one dared make a sound. Pearl got ready to summon her Thunderstroke Doom.

"If she tries to break through the Thunderstroke Doom now, she will end up the same way as the previous disciple. She will die!" a voice suddenly called out from afar, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. All of their heads swiveled to look at the speaker.

From the direction of the voice, a figure gradually materialized.

It was an old man with powdery white hair, and he seemed kind and trust-worthy.

This white-haired old man appeared to be hiding his aura, so none of them could get a feel of his strength.

However, everyone could tell that he was stronger than Easton. Otherwise, Easton must have already sensed his presence.

"Ricky, this old man must be a demi-saint," the Dragon Intent Grass said.

"A demi-saint!" Ricky gasped in surprise.

"But you can rest assured that he bears no ill will. Otherwise, that Metal Fire Saint would not have allowed him to enter the Western Land," the Dragon Intent Grass comforted him. Then it continued in a wary tone, "But I think that his target is Pearl." "He is targeting Pearl?" Ricky remarked darkly.

"Sir, what can I do for you? May I know why you are here?" Easton asked, cupping his hands.

"Of course! I came for this little girl," the white-haired old man answered with a faint smile. "I was not joking just now. If she insists on breaking through right now, she will just die, and all her efforts will be in vain."

Everybody was shocked when they heard what the old man had said, and they could not help but doubt his words.

"Can you tell us the reason?" Easton asked respectfully.

He had to figure it out since it concerned the life of Pearl.

"Of course, I can. This little girl is not very talented, so she can only cause a two-colored Thunderstroke Doom. However, her Feminine Mutant is one of the strongest kinds of mutants," the old man explained bluntly.

"Wasn't there a man with the Blue Water Mutant here? The man with Blue Water Mutant wasn't talented himself, but because of the Blue Water Mutant, he caused the five-colored Thunderstroke Doom, which had only existed in legends before.

Likewise, the Thunderstroke Doom this little girl will cause will surely be a four-colored Thunderstroke Doom."

"What?! A four-colored one!" All the disciples of the Spirit Sect were even more shocked, and they could only stare at him helplessly with their eyes wide open.

It was only now that what he was saying began to make sense to them.

"Are you sure of it, sir?" Ricky asked.

"I won't lie to you. You know, I don't want this girl to die. Otherwise, I wouldn't be standing here and saying all these to you," the old man said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ricky fell into a thoughtful silence.

He glanced at Pearl and shook his head discreetly. It was obvious that he didn't want her to continue this task anymore.

Pearl didn't know what to do either because, truthfully, she was not confident that she could break through a four-colored Thunderstroke Doom. If it was a two-colored Thunderstroke, then she could still go for it, but a four-colored one was a different story.

"Sir, can you tell me what you are here for?" Ricky asked. He didn't believe that the old man was just here to warn them, so he needed to know the old man's real intention.

"I want to take her away and help her temper her cultivation. In that way, she will be able to break through the four-colored Thunderstroke Doom successfully," the old man said.

"No way! I won't let you!" Ricky responded instinctively.

Grace had already been taken away. He didn't want any more of his friends to be taken away like that, especially his women.

"Ha-ha, you are a bad-tempered incredible demi-spiritual emperor!" the old man said, laughing, but he didn't seem angry with Ricky even though he had acted so impolitely.