The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 480 Endless Suffering in the Sea of Bitterness

In the next moment, Adam Greenleaf pushed both his palms forward, and the purple flame energy pierced into Azure Fang's back. He then placed his palms on Azure Fang's back, and waves of his pure and vigorous Chi flowed into Azure Fang's body.

"Boss, it seems that Uncle Adam is using Crimson Flame of the Crimson Sun Sect." Stout commented, looking at Billy.

"Yes," Billy nodded, as he had suspected.

After a few minutes, Azure Fang's complexion visibly returned to normal, and the icy aura around him dissipated. Shortly afterward, he spat out a mouthful of dark blood and regained consciousness. "Azure Fang?!" Frostblade exclaimed.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Tears welled up in her eyes again, and the heavy burden on her heart was finally lifted.

"Frostblade? Why are you here? Where is this place?" Azure Fang blinked as he took in the surroundings. He then turned to Billy and said, "Boss..."

"Don't talk for now. Uncle Adam is helping you heal. We'll talk later!" Billy interrupted him with a smile.

"Alright," Azure Fang agreed, feeling the Chi flowing into his body from Uncle Adam's hands.

After another five minutes, a powerful aura burst forth from Azure Fang's body, several orders of magnitude stronger than before he was injured.

"Boss, Uncle Adam is truly amazing!" Stout commented with amazement.

"Not only did he heal Azure Fang's injuries, but he also helped him improve by two levels!" He sensed that Azure Fang had reached the peak of War Grandmaster. "Yes," Billy acknowledged with a smile.

Night Orchid and the others also sensed the change in Azure Fang's aura and felt happy for him.

"That's enough!" Two minutes later, Adam Greenleaf stood up.

"Azure Fang, this is Uncle Adam. You should thank him." Frostblade said to Azure Fang.

"Thank you, Uncle Adam, for saving my life!" Azure Fang stood up and deeply bowed to Adam Greenleaf, expressing his gratitude.

"It was nothing." Adam Greenleaf replied with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Uncle Adam!" Billy expressed his gratitude again. "Uncle Adam, why are you here today?"

"Lately, there have been some movements in the Ancient Martial World, and I was bored up in the Ether Mountain, so I came down for a stroll." Adam Greenleaf replied. "I happened to be in the area and sensed something unusual, so I came to take a look, and I didn't expect to run into you, Young Master."

"I see," Billy nodded. "I've been trying to contact my father, but his phone is out of service. Do you know what he's been up to lately?"

"I'm not too sure. Your father hasn't been in the Ether Mountain recently, and I don't know where he went." Adam Greenleaf replied. After a brief pause, he bowed slightly to Billy. "Young Master, I have some other matters to attend to, so let's not meet again for now. Until next time!"

"Alright," Billy nodded and thanked him again. "Thank you once more, Uncle Adam!"

"Young Master, no need for thanks." Adam Greenleaf replied before bidding farewell to Azure Fang and the others.

"Boss, should we go visit Nigel's hometown?" After Adam Greenleaf left, Azure Fang asked.

"Yes." Billy replied after a brief moment of thought. The village where Arthur Fowler and Bessie Charleston was stationed for twenty years must have hidden secrets. Since they had stumbled upon it, they should find out.

Ten minutes later, the group boarded a helicopter and headed for the Kun Lun Mountains.

Back when Preston Page and his group arrived at the Crimson Sun Sect, the Deputy Master of Ink Pavilion, Mortimer Warner, along with two lords of Ink Pavilion and two hundred disciples, appeared near Nigel's hometown. They were about four or five kilometers away from the village when local villagers who were working nearby sensed a suffocating feeling, prompting them to rush back to the village in fear.

"Mr Warner, is it true that Arthur Fowler has been hiding in this remote village?" Titan Holden, one of the lords, asked Mortimer Warner.

"We can't be sure. When we see him, we'll know," Mortimer replied in a loud voice.

"If it's really him, there must be something valuable in this village. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed here for so many years." Another lords of Pavilion named Max Holden remarked. "Yes," Mortimer Warner nodded in agreement.

"Sir, there are people up ahead!"

As the group approached a grove of trees, a member of Ink Pavilion pointed at two figures appearing about a kilometer away.

"Yea, I saw them!" Mortimer squinted his eyes at the approaching man and woman, who turned out to be Arthur Fowler and Bessie Charleston.

"I wonder why you esteemed guests have come all the way to our remote mountain village." Arthur greeted with a raised hand and a bow.

"Sir, we're looking for someone. Can you help?" Mortimer spoke loudly.

"Oh? Who are you looking for, my friend?" Arthur inquired.

"We've heard there's someone in this village who knows the 'Return to the Origins of Power' technique. Can you introduce us?" Mortimer continued. "It's possible that this person is an old friend I haven't seen in a long time."

"So that's why you're here?" Arthur

chuckled. "You might be disappointed my friend. If I'm not mistaken, the 'Return to the Origins of Power technique you're talking about is probably the set of palm techniques that Nigel knows. taught him that technique, and it's not called 'Return to the Origins of Power.' It's just an ordinary martial art passed down from my family, known as 'Gathering Elemental Palm."

"Oh, is that so?" Mortimer replied casually. "Let me ask you about another person, then. Do you happen to know someone named Arthur Fowler?"

"Sorry, never heard of him!" Arthur shook his head.

"Do you mind if we enter the village and take a look around?" Mortimer smiled.

"The villagers here have never seen much of the outside world. If you all enter with such a grand presence, you might scare them. Let's not." Arthur Fowler replied calmly, waving his hand.

Just as he finished speaking, Max

Holden, one of the lords behind Mortimer Warner, flicked his wrist, and a chilling sword energy shot out towards Arthur Fowler and Bessie Charleston. This attack served a dual purpose to clear the way and to test the opponent.

Boom!

However, when the sword energy was about ten meters away from Arthur Fowler and Bessie Charleston, it exploded as if it had struck an impenetrable barrier, dissipating instantly.

"Hmm?" Mortimer Warner, Titan Holden, and Max Holden all narrowed their eyes.

"Turn your life around. Leave now, this is not the place for you." Arthur Fowler said again.

"I never expected the renowned Arthur Fowler to be holed up in this little mountain village for nearly twenty years. You truly impress me!" Mortimer responded loudly.

Now, he had confirmed Arthur Fowler's identity.

"Mortimer, let me offer you a word of advice. Take your people and leave." Arthur gestured again.

"Twenty years ago, I was severely injured by you, and it took me ten years to recover." Mortimer Warner's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Today, I want to learn from you again. Please oblige, Mr Fowler!"