The strong light directly dispelled the darkness!

The bandits turned to ashes the moment they touched the light.

Scattered with the wind.

Julius Reed stood on Hanxue Ridge, like a god.

An intense sacred light emanated around him.

The sky cleared up.

"God!"

The martial artists around trembled and knelt down.

They had never seen such a powerful person!

Subconsciously, they felt this was a god!

"As long as you have faith in freedom in your hearts, you can do it too." Julius Reed, holding Knife Abernathy, walked forward slowly.

The bandits, the black night, all disappeared!

The surrounding grass began to collapse, and the bones below were suppressed by the strong light.

As long as the martial artists didn’t fall into the pit, they were not in danger.

"What is this method?!" The Nine Nether True Lord asked excitedly, startled by the light.

More excitement than anything!

This method was rare not only in this era, but even in their era.

"Is it difficult?"

Julius Reed replied casually, "Just a flick of the finger."

"Tell me seriously, how exactly did you do it!" The Nine Nether True Lord was determined to find out the answer and was not deceived by Julius Reed’s dismissal.

He needed to understand!

Otherwise, he couldn’t feel at ease.

"I really just flicked my finger." Julius Reed said helplessly, "I told you, you didn’t believe, and then you asked again."

He accidentally discovered that the divine blood could work this way.

The essence was simple, Julius Reed had divine blood and a godly heart; he lightly cut his fingertip, unleashing the power of the divine blood.

This would create a sensation of golden light soaring to the sky.

In fact, it was releasing spiritual power.

Such a method could only be endured by a godly heart.

For an ordinary martial artist, even if they exhausted all their spiritual power, they wouldn’t be able to activate this power.

"Do you know? In my era, only one person could do this."

The Nine Nether True Lord held out a finger, his emotions somewhat excited.

So familiar!

Exactly that feeling.

He was very curious, how this feeling appeared on the blind man before him.

"Who?" Julius Reed was interested in the Nine Nether True Lord’s era, but unfortunately, there were too many gaps, and many things couldn’t be connected.

The era closest to him was instead that of Silvio Reed.

But since Mr. Springs said he was chosen and trained as a disciple by Silvio Reed.

Then where would the memories before that go?

"Emperor Azure River!" The Nine Nether True Lord mentioned the name with excitement in his eyes, even for a moment, as if he returned to the past.

"The man feared by the kings of Nine Provinces back then was Emperor Azure River."

"He was the strongest true man of Nine Provinces, and no one was not afraid when mentioning that man."

"Back then, on the Peak of Heishan, Emperor Azure River with a single point... just like your flick, directly dispelled the darkness!"

Even someone as arrogant as the Nine Nether True Lord showed admiration when mentioning Emperor Azure River.

"Since Emperor Azure River was more powerful than the kings of Nine Provinces, why didn’t he replace them?" Julius Reed asked back.

"Not everyone cares about fame and fortune like that." The Nine Nether True Lord laughed self-mockingly, "We are obsessed with power, but Emperor Azure River only had martial arts in his heart. He never pursued fame and fortune, never cared about those false reputations. But later, at the moment of the martial calamity, his shadow was never seen."

"Perhaps he also died in that calamity. After all, the stronger the spiritual power, the faster you die."

Speaking of that calamity, the Nine Nether True Lord looked sorrowful.

"Emperor Azure River..." Julius Reed muttered the name, strangely, his divine eye suddenly moved slightly.

The movement was very small.

"Do you know Emperor Azure River?" Julius Reed attempted to communicate with the divine eye.

This eye was very powerful and knew a lot.

But the divine eye did not respond, nor did it have a voice inside.

Silence.

Only silence.

Julius Reed was long accustomed to the divine eye being part of him, so he didn’t mind.

Continuing to chase Trent Marsh.

The secrets of Hanxue Ridge, Julius Reed knew a bit.

He also saw the map of Nine Provinces.

But the secrets of Silvio Reed, only Trent Marsh saw clearly. Many details even with the divine eye, Julius Reed couldn’t completely sense.

The end of the grassland was darkness.

Trent Marsh stood before the darkness, suddenly turned around.

"Gentlemen, you’ve followed me all the way, now it’s time to end this, right?"

He laughed, drew his knife.

The martial artists didn’t expect Trent Marsh to turn face early.

Originally they were a strong force, but now, with many dead, they were no longer as strong or united as before.

Facing Trent Marsh, they were uncertain.

"Trent Marsh, aren’t you a bit too impatient?"

Just then, a female voice came through.

The crowd slowly parted.

Dragon Dance, wearing a cloak, came walking slowly with people.

Beside him stood Dragon Kun and the heavily injured Black Dragon.

The Golden Dragon was circling in the sky.

"Followed for a long time?" Trent Marsh licked his lips, grinned and said, "I told you at Boulevard Mountain, if I see you again, I will kill you!"

"I know." Dragon Dance snorted lightly, "But this time, it’s uncertain who will kill who!"

"You have confidence?" Trent Marsh took a few steps forward, pointing to the black-armored warriors beside him, "With your Dragon family people, against me?"

"If we don’t fight now, once you take the people of Hanxue Ridge, there will be really few people in the world who can oppose you."

Dragon Dance looked at the martial artists around, sternly asked, "I give you a chance, fight Trent Marsh with me, or be killed by us!"

"Fight Trent Marsh."

These martial artists remembered Trent Marsh’s earlier intent to act, didn’t hesitate, and all joined Dragon Dance’s camp.

"You two..." Dragon Dance noticed two people didn’t move, but upon seeing who they were, couldn’t help but exclaim: "It’s you?"

"It’s me." Julius Reed nodded, "You may also call me Emperor Azure River."

He felt the name Emperor Azure River was very imposing.

"Emperor Azure River?" Dragon Dance sneered, "What a name, I admit you’re impressive, but I think Piran Wilson suits you better."

"And this one, I’m curious who it is? Isn’t that..." Dragon Dance squinted his eyes, surprised, "The soul capturer?"

"Damn, exposed."

The Nine Nether True Lord tore off his veil.

When his true appearance was revealed, Dragon Dance was even more shocked.

Even Trent Marsh jumped in surprise.

This guy, is Julius Reed?

Julius Reed stood to the side, wishing he could punch the Nine Nether True Lord!

The veil was worn perfectly, why take it off!

Now it was fine, all acquaintances.

"Julius, it’s you... when did you learn soul capturing... so, it was you who arranged Piran Wilson to save me before..." Dragon Dance’s gaze was very complicated.

"Woman, don’t try to get close to me." The Nine Nether True Lord mimicked Julius Reed, raised a middle finger, "Cretin."

This curse left Trent Marsh and Dragon Dance stunned.

"Julius Reed, I didn’t expect you to pull up your pants and not recognize people." Trent Marsh couldn’t help but laugh.