Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 1418: Founding Ceremony!_1

Chapter 1418: Chapter 1418: Founding Ceremony!_1

At the same time.

Overseas.

In a hidden maritime region of the Pacific Ocean.

Hell Island, headquarters of the Hell Demon Palace.

In the living room of a villa on the island.

A white old man dressed in a light gray suit, with curly gray-white hair combed back, sat on the sofa with a cigar in his mouth, his face exceptionally gloomy.

But fear flitted through his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

This white old man was none other than the leader of the Flower Flag Country, Mr. Lawrence.

Not long ago, he had already received news of the deaths of the leaders of Kimchi Country, Third Nation, Elephant Country, and Main Country, among others.

Although Lionel Yeager hadn’t personally taken action, he was certain that Park Sung and the others had definitely been killed by Yeager’s people.

After all, the Death Temple under the Divine Court was the number one killer organization in the Dark World today, famous for its numerous killers.

No matter how many bodyguards you had, they would find every possible way to assassinate their targets.

That damn little beast, acting so quickly!

But after all, Park Sung and the others were his allies.

At their deaths, he felt both regret and anger.

He roared angrily, "FUCK! SHIT!

What a bunch of idiots!

I’ve already warned you!

Told you to be extra careful, to hide and not show your faces as much as possible!

But you just wouldn’t listen; you were asking for death!"

Gasping, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, relieved that he had hidden in the Hell Demon Palace and thus avoided a deadly fate.

However, the news currently only reported the deaths of Park Sung and the others.

Which meant that apart from himself, Mr. Ferland and Ono Masahiro were still alive.

He wondered where those two guys were hiding, managing to avoid the assassins from the Death Temple.

With this thought, he quickly took out a specially made mobile phone, extinguished his cigar, and dialed Mr. Ferland.

The phone rang for a while before it was answered.

"Mr. Lawrence?!"

A voice of surprise came from the other end of the phone.

It was Mr. Ferland speaking.

"It’s me."

Lawrence responded, and then asked in a heavy tone, "You’ve already heard about the deaths of Park Sung and the others, right?"

"Of course, I know!"

Mr. Ferland said bitterly, "I never imagined that little beast would take action so soon!

The leaders of nine countries, just killed like that!

The key point is, the kid didn’t do it himself; he sent killers!

Even if we wanted to put pressure on Hawk Nation, we have no excuse!

Moreover, until now, none of those countries have been able to catch those killers!

It’s infuriating!"

Lawrence said coldly, "The assassins who killed Park Sung and the others must be from the Divine Court!

Those fellows are like ghosts, and it won’t be easy to catch them!"

While speaking, Lawrence then asked, "Ferland, where are you hiding now? How did you avoid those killers?"

Mr. Ferland replied, "After I returned to my country a few days ago, I contacted Mr. Michael!

So now, I am hidden at the headquarters of the Holy Light Church!

Even if those killers are fierce in their assassination methods, they wouldn’t dare to storm into the headquarters of the Holy Light Church!"

"I see."

Lawrence nodded in realization. "Ferland, stay put at the headquarters of the Holy Light Church for now. Do not wander around.

I fear those killers from the Divine Court are searching everywhere for us now.

We’ll reappear after this storm blows over."

"Understood."

Mr. Ferland agreed and then asked, "Mr. Lawrence, where are you hiding, and how come those killers have not found you?"

Lawrence replied, "I’m currently at the headquarters of the Hell Demon Palace.

Even if those killers ultimately find out where I am, they wouldn’t dare to come here."

Mr. Ferland said, "Naturally, the Divine Court today does not have the strength to confront the Holy Light Church or the Hell Demon Palace!"

As he spoke, he asked again, "By the way, where is Ono Masahiro now? There doesn’t seem to be any news about him on the news either."

Lawrence said, "I’m not sure at the moment. I’ll contact Ono Masahiro later and ask where he is now."

Mr. Ferland grunted and angrily said, "Lionel Yeager, that little beast, is too hateful, forcing us to hide now!

I wish I could tear him to pieces!"

Lawrence frowned and said, "Just endure it for the moment. Once the Pope of Holy Light, the Heavenly God Emperor, and the Hell Demon Emperor emerge from seclusion!

Then that little beast will surely die, and the Divine Court will be doomed!"

"I hope that day comes quickly!"

"It won’t be long now, just wait a bit longer!"

After chatting for a few more sentences, Lawrence hung up the phone.

After hanging up,

Lawrence then made a call to Ono Masahiro.

The call was quickly picked up.

"Mr. Lawrence, do you know that, within just a few days, all nine of Park Sung’s people have been killed!"

The voice of Ono Masahiro came through, filled with anger and fear.

"I’m already aware, I had warned them before.

It’s their own arrogance that has led to this; now they have been killed by the assassins of the Divine Court, no one else to blame."

Lawrence replied, then asked, "Where are you now?"

Ono Masahiro responded, "I’m currently on our Sakura Country’s Saint Heaven Island.

This is the residence of Sakura Country’s top expert, Sword Saint.

Luckily, the Sword Saint took me in. Otherwise, I probably would have been killed by those assassins too."

Lawrence said, "If you’re under the Sword Saint’s protection, then your safety should be ensured."

Ono Masahiro angrily retorted, "But as a country’s commander, now I’m reduced to hiding away, it’s utterly humiliating!

All of this is because of that little beast Lionel Yeager; I must kill him no matter what, kill him!!!"

Lawrence gritted his teeth and said, "Just bear with it a bit longer, that little beast won’t be able to strut around much longer."

"Alright, I’ll bear it a bit longer!"

Ono Masahiro agreed and then asked, "Mr. Lawrence, where are you now?

And Mr. Ferland? Where is he?"

Lawrence answered, "I’m at the headquarters of Hell Palace, Ferland is at the headquarters of the Holy Light Church.

Now only the three of us among the Twelve Countries’ leaders are unharmed.

We must stay alive to personally witness the death of that little beast."

"Yes!"

Ono Masahiro responded with a heavy tone.

After the call.

Lawrence let out a long sigh, collapsed onto the sofa, and clenched his teeth, his face fierce and contorted.

He, the commander of the Flower Flag Country,

Was now having to hide because of a Young Brat!

Detestable!

Utterly detestable!

He growled softly: "Lionel Yeager, you just wait!"

...

The next morning, at dawn.

As the morning sun rose, the world came to life.

Deep within Peak Mount,

Lies the territory of the Falling Heaven Sect.

Because today was the day the Falling Heaven Sect held its founding ceremony,

The entire place was festooned with decorations, bustling with excitement.

It was just after seven o’clock, but many cultivators from the Martial Arts World and representatives from the Ancient Martial sects had already started to arrive one after another.

The disciples of the Falling Heaven Sect were receiving the guests at the mountain gate.

Julia Stewart, Nancy Maddox, Lily Tisdale, Bardon Bard, Prajna Bates, Larry Levin, and Nicholas Lester, as upper-level members of the Falling Heaven Sect, were also greeting guests at this moment.

"Everyone, congratulations, and best wishes for the continual growth and eternal prosperity of the Falling Heaven Sect!"

"This Falling Heaven Sect is really magnificent, it can match the prestige of big sects like Wudang, Forest, and Emei!"

"Indeed, this is a sect founded by Mr. Yeager, who is Mr. Yeager? A legendary figure of the East Nation, of course it has to be magnificent!"

"Everyone, we should visit each other more in the future, and I hope everyone will take good care of our sect!"

The sect leaders and many cultivators expressed their congratulations and presented their gifts.

Nicholas Lester bowed with his hands together: "Thank you all for your blessings. Everyone who has come to support us today is a friend of the Falling Heaven Sect!

Friends should naturally help and support each other!"

Being a seasoned figure in the Martial Arts World, Nicholas Lester naturally handled interactions with various sects.

"By the way, where is Mr. Yeager?"

"Yes, why isn’t Mr. Yeager here?"

Many people started to ask.

Nicholas Lester replied with a cheery tone, "Everyone, Mr. Yeager is on his way to the Falling Heaven Sect. You’ll be able to see Mr. Yeager very soon!"

"Sorry everyone, I’m late!"

At that moment, a loud and clear voice rang out.

Nicholas Lester and the others looked up to see a young man dressed in a white suit, with an imposing build and a distinguished air, striding towards them.

It was Reginald Weston, the General Alliance Master of the Martial Alliance and one of the Ten Divine Kings of Divine Court.

He was followed by numerous Martial Alliance disciples, who were carrying nine bronze cauldrons as they made their way over.