Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1567: Chapter 1567 Running

"Caelum... Grandmaster Caelum?"

After Julius Reed left, silence fell inside the Phoenix Building.

The guests were stunned.

Hearts racing!

In just one minute.

A figure of the highest order in the Town’s martial arts world, seemingly overshadowing Hardy Ridge.

Died.

Despite totally surpassing Caelum Danvers in capabilities, Hardy Ridge met his end at the hands of Caelum’s immortal body.

Caelum’s neck was shattered, his chest cavity ruptured, yet he still lived.

Astonishing the martial artists of the Town.

They had only heard of immortality.

But today, was their first time witnessing it!

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With Hardy Ridge’s death, demonstrating how invincible immortality truly is.

Those who had doubts about immortality, finally convinced!

And shocked.

This was true immortality.

Seeing is believing!

They witnessed immortality firsthand!

Witnessed Hardy Ridge’s fall firsthand!

A mighty Grandmaster of the martial arts world in the Town, whose skills could even rival Vinnie Somerset.

Dead.

Then...

What about Caelum Danvers?

"Grandmaster Caelum is impossible to kill! We just witnessed it ourselves! Grandmaster Caelum is invincible!" Deputy Sect Master Franklin Weatherby raised his hand, shouting loudly!

"Immortal!"

Below.

The guests immediately responded in kind.

However...

No sound.

All the guests’ eyes were fixed on the puddle on the ground.

Staring intently.

Franklin Weatherby did the same.

But they believed, that Caelum Danvers would definitely emerge alive.

After all!

He had just had his heart pierced, yet did not die!

His neck was shattered, yet did not die!

Caelum Danvers is immortal!

How could he possibly die!

Silence reigns!

Yet the puddle on the ground remains just a puddle.

No change.

"Everyone, Grandmaster’s immortality is thanks to his extraordinary regenerative abilities. Although the heart was smashed, and his neck broken, none of it mattered. But now, the situation is a bit severe. Grandmaster needs some time!"

Franklin Weatherby spoke with confidence: "Just give Grandmaster a little time, and he can fully recover!"

This is confidence!

Confidence in immortality!

Immortal, how can one possibly die?

"Truly a miracle! It’s certainly a blessing for us to witness this in our lifetime!"

The martial artists below were incredibly excited.

To witness a puddle turning into a person!

A miracle in the history of medicine!

But why can’t immortality apply to oneself?

"Alas!"

Someone sighed.

"What’s going on!"

From the first table, Mount Blackwood quietly leaned into Hollis Somerset’s ear, murmuring: "Could it be somewhat serious?"

Honestly, given the circumstances, is regeneration still possible?

"Trust Master Young. What he grants is immortality. Our three families are all under immortal protection. My father and your father, just like Caelum Danvers, cannot be killed."

Hollis Somerset pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his slightly damp shirt.

The fool dared to strike Caelum Danvers?

But this Caelum is truly useless too!

Promises of an ambush!

Yet, that youth was allowed to leave peacefully!

Where are the covert weapon masters?

What about the perimeter guards!

He was furious!

But it’s okay, in the Town, offending the Somerset Family leads only to death!

Tap! Tap! Tap...

Suddenly.

Sound of footsteps came.

As the glass door was pushed open!

A wild wind mixed with heavy snow burst into the Phoenix Hotel.

"Where is Caelum Danvers?"

The newcomer wore a black trench coat, black gloves, held a cigar, and wore a snow-covered felt hat.

"You are..." Franklin Weatherby immediately led the Phoenix Sect disciples over.

"Adonis... Young."

"Hiss..."

The man stuffed the cigar into his mouth, took a deep puff.

Exhaled smoke.

Behind him, a dozen burly men in black winter coats followed.

"Master Young!"

Thud!

Franklin Weatherby fell to his knees, his voice trembling: "You’re here. My apologies for not greeting you from afar, please forgive!"

"I asked where Caelum Danvers is?"

The man glanced around but did not see Caelum or the other man.

All he saw were shattered display screens and Hardy Ridge’s corpse.

"Hardy Ridge is dead?" The man spoke coldly.

"Yes! Slain by Grandmaster personally!" Franklin Weatherby answered truthfully.

He had only heard of the so-called Master Young, never seen him!

Until now!

Seeing him for the first time!

Franklin Weatherby looked up.

But all he saw was a black mask.

"Then where is Caelum Danvers?" The man asked again.

"Grandmaster... is here..." Franklin Weatherby pointed at the puddle on the ground, fearfully asking: "Master Young, how long until Grandmaster resurrects?"

He watched intently.

But the puddle on the ground showed no signs of change.

"Resurrect?"

The man sighed, stepped forward.

His right hand went into his coat, pulling out a concealed weapon box.

Placed it atop Franklin’s head.

"Useless waste!"

Whish!

The weapon box sounded.

Franklin Weatherby fell to the ground.

Blood flowed endlessly from the hole in his head.

Thud!

"Spare us, Master Young!" Phoenix Sect disciples knelt, pleading constantly.

"Waste has no value alive."

The man calling himself Adonis Young took a puff from his cigar, then flicked it to the ground.

Turned and left.

"Leave no one."

Whish! Whish! Whish!

Continuous sounds of the weapon box echoed within the Phoenix Building.

Phoenix Sect, the Town’s top sect!

On the birthday of Sect Master Caelum Danvers, wiped out completely!

Outside the Phoenix Building!

Wind and snow mingled.

The man stood alone at the entrance, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his coat.

Snow kept falling on his mask and hat.

But the man didn’t care.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he lit the lighter.

Took a deep drag.

These cigarettes were gifted by Granny Xihua on their wedding day.

A total of twenty sticks.

Only three remained.

Only during particularly bothersome times, would Devlin light one.

Clearly.

He was quite enraged now.

Died.

Caelum Danvers died!

Coming all the way from Boulevard to establish his rule in the Town, it could collapse at any moment!

Caelum’s death meant immortality turned into a joke.

No one in the martial arts world would believe in immortality anymore.

Even loyal followers like Vinnie Somerset might waver!

The chessboard was ruined.

"Saint Lord, you remain so dominant." Devlin inhaled deeply, gazing at the empty field amidst the snowstorm.

Dozens of Phoenix Sect disciples had already turned into ice sculptures, standing at the entrance.

And on the tall building not far!

Covert weapon masters still maintained their aiming posture.

Sadly, they could no longer fire.

Because—

The covert weapon masters were all frozen.

"Elaenor Wood... a sealing pulse genius, reduced to a lackey!"

He exhaled.

Devlin repeatedly reminded, upon seeing that man, report immediately!

Yet Caelum, due to acquiring immortality, grew overly arrogant!

Julius Reed also seized the moment, dealing immortality a resounding slap in front of the Town’s martial artists!

"Who!"

Suddenly.

Devlin raised his head.

Before him.

Somehow, a person appeared.

"Heard you were looking for me?"

Julius Reed stood not far away, hands in pockets, gazing at Devlin. "Heard you call yourselves immortals? Funny, I’m immortal too."

Snap!

The cigarette butt fell into the snow.

Devlin turned to run!