Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 1910: Return of the Heavenly Genius!

Chapter 1910: Chapter 1910: Return of the Heavenly Genius!

Only then did they see, the firmament above where Lionel Yeager stood, had been blasted open, creating a huge pit.

Scattered clouds gathered in the sky above, resembling a gigantic funnel.

Below, over a hundred mountains were obliterated, and an abyssal giant pit had been formed.

The topography of this area had been completely altered.

At this moment.

Lionel Yeager was quietly standing there.

The Ten Thousand Dragons Ding, the Desolate Ancient Imperial Stele, and the Suppressing Immortal Tower floated above his head.

Olsen Perkins and Yan Moye were reduced to ashes, their Primordial Spirits not even able to escape, completely annihilated.

Their magic weapons and storage bags fell into the giant pit, proving that everything that just happened was real.

The scene remained quiet for a while, then completely exploded into uproar!

"My God, Mr. Yeager actually killed both Olsen Perkins and Yan Moye, two great True Immortals, with his own power?!"

"An Early Stage True Immortal and a Middle Stage True Immortal, just like that, slain, can this be real?!"

"After this battle, Mr. Yeager will once again become renowned in Kun Lin Ruins, causing the entire Kun Lin Ruins to tremble!"

"The return of the Heavenly Genius, shaking the world!"

All present gazed at Lionel Yeager in awe, their admiration for him reaching its peak.

Many were so overwhelmed by the shock that they collapsed on the ground.

"Such is the way of a true man!"

"Brother Yeager’s peerless strength and unmatched domineering presence!"

"Brother Yeager is a role model for our generation, worthy of a lifetime’s pursuit!"

Esme Louise, Will Lockwood, Frank Hans, and others were shouting and hailing, admiring Lionel Yeager to the ground.

In a distant place, Boris Moore and Reginald Weston also clenched their fists tightly.

Originally they were a bit worried.

After all, Olsen Perkins and Yan Moye were well-known True Immortals with naturally strong powers.

But now, they realized their worries had been superfluous.

Lionel Yeager, having spread his divine sense to survey the surroundings and confirming that there were no other enemies, then retracted the Dragon Emperor Sword and the three magic weapons.

Immediately after, he waved his right hand.

The two storage bags and magic weapons that had fallen into the pit flew up.

"Brothers, these things are yours to divide!" he said, as he threw the two storage bags and magic weapons to Reginald Weston and the others.

"Haha, thank you, Little Brother Yeager!"

"Thank you, Big Brother Yeager!"

Reginald Weston and the others thanked him in turn.

Then, Lionel Yeager took a step and arrived on the ancient ship.

Just as Lionel Yeager and others were about to leave,

Esme Louise hurriedly said, "Brother Yeager, it’s already noon, and I would like to invite everyone for a drink of alcohol!"

Will Lockwood also cheerfully said, "I hope Brother Yeager and all the brothers can grace us with your presence!"

Frank Hans and the others also looked at Lionel Yeager with hopeful faces.

They now revered Lionel Yeager to the highest degree and only hoped to forge good relations with him.

Lionel Yeager thought for a moment and found these people to be quite nice.

Even though they clearly knew Olsen Perkins and Yan Moye were True Immortals, they were willing to help him, which showed great loyalty.

Thinking of this,

Lionel Yeager nodded and said, "Alright, then come on over!"

"Thank you, Brother Yeager!"

"Haha, thank you, Big Brother Yeager!"

Esme Louise and the others were overjoyed and swiftly rose into the sky, flying onto the ancient ship.

Lionel Yeager waved a big hand, "Brothers, let’s go!"

After that, Lionel Yeager activated the ancient ship and flew away from the Nine Desolate Mountain Ranges.

Until they watched Lionel Yeager and his company depart,

The people present were still unable to recover from their shock, staying lost in a daze.

After a long while,

Everyone gradually snapped out of it and exhaled a breath of turbid Qi.

"Mr. Yeager has slain Olsen Perkins and Yan Moye. Once the Soul Devouring Sect and the Evil King Sect find out, the two Great Sects will probably be completely enraged!"

"These two sects will definitely not let Mr. Yeager off the hook. He’s in danger now!"

"Mr. Yeager’s personal strength is already quite formidable," someone commented, "and in addition, he has deep relations with the Supreme Gate and the Various Divine Beast Families. He shouldn’t run into any trouble!"

"Let’s hope Mr. Yeager can turn disaster into fortune. If a genius like him were to perish, that would be a huge loss indeed!"

The crowd discussed this for a while, then gradually dispersed.

...

At the same time.

In North State.

Within the territory of the Evil King Sect.

One hundred and twenty-eight high mountains rose up into the clouds.

Ancient palaces and pavilions, tinted with shades of purple and black, were nestled atop each mountain peak.

Throughout the mountain forests, disciples patrolled and stood guard.

Atop one of these high mountains, there stood a great hall, known as the "Evil God Temple."

Within the hall, numerous ranks were enshrined.

Among these ranks were those of the Evil King Sect’s deceased Elders, as well as those who were still alive.

At the entrance of the grand hall, a group of disciples from the Evil King Sect stood guard.

At that moment...

Crackling...

A fracturing sound came from within the hall.

"What’s that sound?!"

"The sound seems to be coming from inside the hall!"

"Let’s go and check it out!"

A group of disciples quickly pushed the door open and rushed inside.

There, atop an altar, stood ten wooden plaques, each emitting a blinding, dazzling immortal light.

It should be noted that these ten wooden plaques contained the soul imprints of the ten Grand Elders of the Evil King Sect.

The shattering of a wooden plaque symbolized the death of an Elder.

And now, the wooden plaque inscribed with "Fire Evil True Monarch Yan Moye" was broken.

Upon witnessing this!

The group of disciples instantly froze, trembling all over!

"Is this... has Elder Yan died?!"

"How could it be... Elder Yan is a True Immortal, how could he have died?!"

"We must hurry and inform the sect master!"

The disciples immediately panicked and rushed out of the hall.

One of them took out a flight tool and soared into the sky, heading straight for the Back Mountain.

Soon, the disciple arrived at a valley in the Back Mountain.

In the heart of the valley, a middle-aged man with a slender and straight figure, dressed in a dark purple robe and with long purple hair, was in the midst of cultivation.

This middle-aged man was none other than Gentry Sweetin, the sect master of the Evil King Sect.

Though the disciple was hesitant to interrupt, the gravity of Elder Yan’s death loomed heavily.

With courage gathered, his voice trembling, he called out, "Sect Master... there is a matter to report!"

Gentry Sweetin slowly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked up at the disciple on the mountain peak.

Just one glance made the disciple feel as if his soul was trembling, and out of fright, he fell to his knees.

Gentry Sweetin spoke coldly, "Haven’t I said not to disturb me unless it’s urgent?"

Ever since he had been severely injured by Lionel Yeager a few months ago, he had been in the sect healing and cultivating.

He needed to quickly improve his cultivation so he could personally slay that little beast, Lionel Yeager.

The disciple replied, "Sect Master, something grave has happened!"

Gentry Sweetin, annoyed, said, "What’s all this panic about, speak up, what’s the grave matter?"

With a hint of a sob in his voice, the disciple said, "Elder Yan... he’s dead!"

"What?!"

Gentry Sweetin stood up abruptly, soared into the sky, and landed on the mountaintop.

Grabbing the disciple by his clothes, he lifted him off the ground and bellowed, "Are you speaking the truth?!"

The disciple, shaking all over with fear, nodded repeatedly: "Sect Master, it’s true, it’s true! Elder Yan’s rank has shattered!"

"Damn it!!!"

Gentry Sweetin roared, threw the disciple aside, and then flew away from the Back Mountain.

Shortly thereafter.

The entire Evil King Sect fell into disarray...