CHAPTER 682 SNEAK ATTACK

Just as Hobson was worrying about the situation, a spear shot towards him from the side of the wall.

The spear shone brightly. When it flew over, tiny cracks appeared in the air as if its mere presence

caused disturbance in the space. The sheer power of it made him tremble.

"Young man, show your spear, too!"

The old man's voice came from behind Hobson.

Hobson didn't need to be told twice. He pulled out his spear and rushed toward the enemy like a flash

of lightning.

The tip of the spears collided with each other, creating terrifying ripples that could be felt well within

bodies of flesh and bones. It had such a strong force that the stone palace shook and a tornado of dust

rose to the sky.

Hobson was face to face with the spear, trying to prevent sustaining fatal damages. Without a word,

though, he felt a gust of Holy Will piercing into his body; the impact was so powerful that his innards got

torn apart, every tissue ripped to shreds. Dark red liquid started oozing from his eyes, ears, nose, and

mouth. Blood. He was dying at a rapid rate.

At that moment, he felt another gust, but it was unlike the first. It was a magnificent breath of life,

pouring into him from behind like waves from the ocean waters.

Then the air around him came to life; the wind circling beneath him and propelling him a few feet away

from where he previously stood with incredible speed, at a safe distance from the enemy's range of

spear.

Hobson knew that it must be the old man's work. Only he had the ability to do so. He looked down on

his body and noticed that his injuries had already recovered, and there was no pain at all. It was as if

the attack never happened.

"Kill!"

Hobson roared, circling in mid-air, his spear slashing sideways.

A brilliant light exploded, blinding their eyes for a fraction of a second. Both spears bent under

pressure, and the Holy Will attached to them dispersed.

Hobson was overjoyed at what he saw. He had managed to use ninety percent of the Fringe Holy Will

to smash up the real Holy Will!

"With your help, my speed is invincible, sir! Moreover, when I fought with the real Holy Will, the force of

the impact didn't come as fast as you used the Life True Rule to heal me. So, the chances of me being

killed by them are minuscule. As long as I keep attacking, my chance of killing them increases."

Hobson's confidence soared. With the help of the old man, he didn't need to worry about the attack

from the enemy at all. He was invincible. All he needed to do was fight back with all his might.

The bent spear bounced back and fell onto a hand. The spear started emitting the same bright light,

and then it was repaired by the Holy Will.

"How dare you fight against me?" Arlo, the leader of the Dragon Chasing Sect, spat and his face

darkened. He was quite annoyed that his Sun Chasing Spear was suppressed by a young man who

hadn't even reached the Holy Realm yet.

"Indeed, I am daring. I used to be a disciple of the Dragon Chasing Sect. It's an honor to get the

chance to take the head of its leader!" Hobson exclaimed as he pulled out a disciple token and tossed

it at him.

When Arlo saw the disciple token, his eyes glowed with cold fury.

Seeing this young man who used to be a disciple of his sect, brandishing a spear toward him in an

attempt to end his life, made him furious beyond words. His killing intent reacted to his rage, and it rose

to the maximum level.

"Oh, so you are a disciple of the Dragon Chasing Sect. You should have revealed your identity earlier.

If so, Arlo wouldn't have attacked you. Come, let's kill the old man together. With your strength, you will

be the vice leader of the Dragon Chasing Sect in no time. What do you say?" Dexter, the leader of the

Golden Sacred Sect, asked while looking at Hobson expectantly.

"Dexter, what are you talking about? That traitor as the vice leader? Rebels like him should be killed as

soon as possible. What makes you think you have the right to make offers like this? You better mind

your own business. If you piss me off, I won't hesitate to put an end on you first!" Arlo threatened

Dexter through his spiritual sense.

"Bro, you're as irritable as ever. Don't you see that the only advantage that old man has is that boy? If

they work together, the boy's strength and the man's Life True Rule and Space True Rule won't be easy

to take down. And if we can't kill the old man soon enough, he might run away again,"

Dexter reasoned, sending his thoughts to the other three people.

"Arlo, Dexter is right. We can lure this kid first and tell him to stand by. We can kill him after we are

done with the old man," Harrison, the leader of the Crimson Sea Sect, also chimed in through his

spiritual sense.

"Humph! Brute force is for fools!" Jordan replied, scoffing.

There was a grim look on Arlo's face. After a moment of silence, he said to Hobson, "According to

Dexter, you are strong enough to be our vice leader. As long as you swear allegiance to the sect, I will

forgive you."

It was against his will to say it, but he couldn't deny that Dexter had given him a sound advice. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"Are you serious?" Hobson asked, his stance visibly relaxing.

"I meant every word I said," Arlo confirmed, his expression serious, although his heart was filled with

murderous intent.

Hobson hesitated for a moment, then he turned and stabbed toward the old man with his spear.

"You!" The old man's figure dissolved, and then materialized a few feet away, out of the range of

Hobson's attack.

He was seething with anger.

"Me? You are just a holy rule cultivator with no fighting power. If I help you, my life will be at risk, and

there won't be any benefits. So why should I help you?" Hobson said coldly.

"I was wrong about you. You are a devil!" The old man's face seemed to have gotten older with rage.

"Go to hell!"

Hobson hadn't reached the Holy Realm yet, so the old man could kill Hobson easily even with his

current condition.

The aged palm broke through the limit of the space and appeared in front of Hobson without so much

as a warning.

"Help me, master!" Hobson screamed.

Arlo lifted his spear, ready to attack.

"Stop! Why are you so stupid? Let the old man kill him. Won't that be easier for us?" Dexter said,

stopping Arlo.

He felt that Arlo was always so single-minded that he couldn't see through situations and come up with

logical solutions.

"Fuck you! Who do you think you are? Who are you to order me around?" Arlo growled, his temper

rising to the boiling point. Sure, he had made plenty of mistakes, but that didn't mean he would just

take other people's criticism calmly like a lamb.

He turned over his spear and it swept across the air, hitting Dexter's torso.

A golden light shone brightly around Dexter, and the spear effortlessly bounced off his body. Arlo was

so enraged that he turned into a beam of light and flew towards him. The two fought with each other

fiercely, not hesitating to kill the other.

At the same time, the old man's hand made contact with Hobson's body.

Hobson was blown away by such force that he fell faster than falling meteorites.

But a triumphant smile broke across his face as the old man bombarded him with attacks. Without

anyone noticing, a huge amount of life vitality was quickly healing his body, and he approached the four

men in perfect condition.

"It's time!" When he was only three feet away from the dwarf, Hobson turned and swung his spear at

him with the Fringe Holy Will.

Shocked, Jordan turned, only to realize he had been stabbed in the head. He didn't expect this turn of

events, especially since he expected Hobson to drop dead after being hit by the old man's palm.

A horrible ripping sound echoed in the air.

"Ah!"

Jordan screamed in agony as he placed his hand on his head, blood dripping through his fingers. Holy

Will runes exploded, forming a huge sword and piercing Hobson through the chest.

Hobson was penetrated by the sword, but he didn't care. He withdrew his spear and, in one swift

motion, stabbed it toward Harrison's chest.

It all happened in an instant, even faster than the blink of an eye.

Moreover, Harrison was distracted, as his attention was completely on the battle between Arlo and

Dexter. He never thought that someone would attack him while he was watching his allies fight. So, by

the time he came to his senses, he had already sustained a fatal injury to the heart.

Bang!

Harrison realized what happened and slammed his hand onto Hobson's body. The impact torn Hobson

apart into a dozen pieces, showering them with flesh and blood.

However, a green rune immediately surrounded Hobson's body, and in a flash, his body came out

unscathed.

"Damn it! Kill that man!"

Since Jordan was a rule cultivator in the Holy Realm, he wouldn't die even if his head was stabbed, but

his combat strength had significantly declined.

He could hardly contain his fury. He and Harrison rushed forward and pounced on Hobson and the old

man, their murderous intent evident in their sharp eyes.