Chapter 2497: Chapter 2497: Replacing Heaven and Stealing Day

Splatter!

In the teahouse, a mist of blood suddenly appeared out of nowhere!

Right after, several people dressed in white lay fallen in a pool of blood.

Dead as can be.

"What... what’s going on here!"

The martial artists watching the spectacle nearby were scared stiff at the sight.

"Where did these people come from! Is it ghosts!"

"No way it’s ghosts; things of the martial arts world are beyond us! This must be the work of a powerful figure!"

The martial artists buzzed with discussion.

These people who appeared suddenly caused a storm within the teahouse.

In the crowded teahouse, not a single person noticed these uninvited guests!

If these were enemies, wouldn’t they be killed without even knowing it?

Thinking about this, the martial artists felt a chill down their spines, their hearts filled with unease.

There was no surprise, except for Julius Reed and Iwan Martinez.

Even as the Nether Sovereign had prepped Julius beforehand, he still felt unexpected.

Strange!

Truly unexpected like this.

Invisibility is unrealistic.

The Nether Sovereign pondered for a moment and then understood what was going on.

He was an absolute martial arts master, living for countless years.

Through the formation that Iwan’s sword broke, already deduced it was a combination of martial arts and formation.

Being able to come up with such a trick shows talent.

"Come out!" Just as everyone felt uneasy, Iwan walked straight to the place where the Lucia family kept their wine, grabbed a wine jar, tore off the yellow clay lid, and drank heartily.

"Refreshing!"

While drinking, he shouted, "When life is good, enjoy to the fullest!"

Bang!

A gunshot.

The wine jar shattered.

Iwan was left holding half a jar.

"When life is good, enjoy to the fullest, but you need to be alive for that." A man carrying a gun walked in and laughed, "If you have no life or offend people you shouldn’t, then... you have no life to drink."

Julius Reed looked up.

Isaak Ridge.

The gunman.

With Isaak here, Faust Beaumont probably isn’t far behind.

Julius Reed now awaited to see how strong the Beaumont Family truly was.

The master of the Lotus Shadow was just by his side.

What waves can the Beaumont Family stir up?

This is truly flaunting an axe at Lu Ban’s door.

Honestly, Julius Reed felt some anticipation.

He recognized Isaak Ridge, but Isaak did not recognize this old acquaintance.

It seemed that after studying the secret technique from Lotus Shadow, Isaak Ridge exuded confidence.

The gun in his hand felt steadier.

"You’re the first in the world to tell me I have no life to drink." Iwan pointed his wooden sword at Isaak Ridge, "Who gave you the courage?"

"The gun in my hand, and the guns in my brothers’ hands." Isaak Ridge chuckled, pulled the bolt, and pressed the trigger!

Bam!

The bullet whizzed out!

With that gunshot, around him, guns went off like fireworks!

Suddenly, the teahouse filled with people.

These people wore white clothes, just like the ones killed earlier, all brought by Isaak Ridge.

They were previously in hiding and now emerged with Isaak’s gunshot.

"Weak."

Iwan crossed his wooden sword in front, creating a layer of white mist around him.

"True Qi leaking, this is a top-tier expert!" Upon seeing the white mist, people exclaimed in awe.

All the bullets stopped, arrested by the floating white mist.

"Haha, you are still young." Isaak Ridge smiled, snapped his fingers.

Bam!

All the surrounding bullets exploded!

Iwan frowned slightly, muffled a grunt.

Clearly, those exploding bullets did him considerable harm.

"Now, do you know your limits?" Isaak Ridge holding his gun, strode towards Iwan, "I will use this gun to kill you today!"

He walked quicker, reached Iwan, and swung down the gunforcefully!

Iwan’s lips curved slightly upward, his wooden sword slashed out without warning!

The long gun was cut in half, even Isaak’s clothes were ripped.

"If that’s all you have, then you truly owe me a wine jar." Iwan advanced his right hand, slapping Isaak’s chest!

Splat!

The once imperious Isaak Ridge lay on the ground in agony.

He couldn’t believe it; he was quite capable, so why couldn’t he beat someone injured by bullets!

Plus, why were the moves learned from Lotus Shadow ineffective?

"Continue using these worthless insults against me, and you’ll all perish." Iwan grabbed, and the wine jar flew into his hand.

With a flick of his wooden sword, the jar’s lid soared.

Iwan seized the wine jar and drank heartily.

"Indeed extraordinary!" An elder appeared slowly, hands behind his back, gravely speaking, "But that doesn’t justify murdering my Beaumont Family members."

"Faust Beaumont." Julius Reed lifted his teacup, quietly saying only loud enough for the two of them to hear, "That’s the one who mastered the Lotus Shadow."

"Then I’m even more expectant," muttered the Nether Sovereign disdainfully, "All worthless, wasting the martial arts essence I left behind. Of course, the genuine treasures they cannot learn."

The two chatted casually, while observing the teahouse’s dynamics.

Faust Beaumont’s arrival changed the situation inside the teahouse.

He exuded a presence different from others, clearly carrying the aura of a top master.

"Release my disciple, and we’ll settle this account decently." Faust Beaumont pointed at Isaak Ridge, whom Iwan had pinned beneath his foot, "You are a grandmaster; bickering with the younger ones tarnishes your reputation."

They had been nearby ever since Natan Beaumont died, and the Beaumont Family sent the message.

Faust Beaumont immediately hurried over with his people.

He thought Isaak Ridge could resolve it, but now it seemed he underestimated.

The adversary was evidently strong.

"Face? It’s not worth my wine."

Iwan’s wooden sword pressed on Isaak’s chest and slowly slashed down!

"Ah..."

Isaak Ridge wailed in pain!

"Seeking death!" Watching his beloved disciple suffer such torment, Faust Beaumont rushed forward swiftly!

Iwan swung his hand.

Boom!

The air suddenly erupted!

Forcing Faust Beaumont back!

In the mere second, Iwan already killed Isaak Ridge.

Alive-skin him!

"You’re courting death!" Faust Beaumont was utterly furious!

He spread his hands!

In an instant, the teahouse plunged into darkness.

"Stealing daylight," murmured the Nether Sovereign, "The most crooked trick."

Darkness descended.

Nothing was visible around.

Yet the martial artists’ senses remained intact.

Julius Reed, however, saw everything happening clearly.

In the dark, Faust Beaumont strode directly towards Iwan!

His hands flashing with lightning!

The lightning was exceedingly sinister; nearby martial artists unintentionally touched it, turning to ashes instantaneously.

"A life for a life!"

Faust Beaumont raised his hands, two bolts of lightning merged together.