Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1193

Chapter 1193: Chapter 1193: Dudley Lynch Attacks Chapter 1193: Chapter 1193: Dudley Lynch Attacks Jocelyn Field and the others wouldn't be the only sect to come to guide them.

Moreover, there were many ways to go to the Holy Region, and it was not necessarily that they had to rely on them.

The reason to keep it a secret from the Pavilion Master was also very simple.

If others found out, Ethan Smith would worry that some would give up, like Frederick Cohen and Edward Green.

This was Ethan Smith's private matter, and he couldn't let it affect others because of it.

Furthermore… Ethan Smith could also take this opportunity to remove the two poisons of Dudley Lynch and Obadiah Heptinstall.

“Lord Pavilion Master, if I haven't reached the Holy Region after a year, please come to pick me up,” Ethan Smith said.

The Pavilion Master nodded and said, “Alright.”

Ethan Smith sat in the room for a long time, letting out a faint sigh.

Ethan Smith had no qualifications to comment on his father's decision; doing his part well was enough.

That night, Ethan Smith found an apprentice with good talent.

The apprentice was named Denver Steele, and Ethan handed him a black robe so that he could pretend to be Ethan and journey to the Holy Region.

The next day.

The group took a carriage to the Paramount Mystic Realm, ready to step onto the Ancient Array Platform, traverse the Void, and head to the Holy Region.

Ethan Smith hid in the shadows, watching silently.

Everyone standing on the Ancient Array Platform had a look of excitement on their faces.

“Ethan Smith, why did you suddenly put on a black robe today? Trying to look cool?” Frederick Cohen slapped Denver Steele lightly, jokingly.

Denver Steele dared not make a sound; he was afraid that speaking would expose him.

Fortunately, the Pavilion Master beside him covered for him by saying, “He doesn't want people to see his head of white hair. Alright, don't ask any more questions.”

Frederick Cohen shrank back his neck and said no more.

The excitement was palpable for the group of people standing on the Ancient Array Platform.

Meanwhile, Jocelyn Field had already arranged the array flags; she and Chase Field stood on the array platform, their hands imbued with divine light, chanting as if urging some technique.

With the rise of a burst of brilliance, the entire Ancient Array Platform began to shake violently!

The next second, the brilliance turned into a dazzling white, blocking everyone's vision.

“Boom!”

A loud noise erupted from the Ancient Array Platform!

The brilliance dimmed gradually, slowly fading away.

By the time the brilliance had completely dimmed, there was no trace of anyone left on the array platform.

At this moment, Ethan Smith felt a mix of emotions in his heart.

There was regret and a bit of longing.

The people on the array platform were all Ethan Smith's dearest friends and family; now that they had left, Ethan Smith felt empty inside.

“Whew.”

Ethan Smith took a deep breath.

“I should take care of my own affairs.”

After that, Ethan Smith left the Ancient Array Platform and began wandering through every corner of the human world, searching for clues about his mother.

This would certainly be a very long process, as Ethan Smith knew nothing about his mother, apart from the gentle face imprinted in his mind.

But as long as there were people, there would inevitably be traces left in the world.

Immortal Slaying Sect.

A young man was sitting cross-legged in the position where the Sect lord had once been.

His face was gloomy and unstable, with deep hatred in his heart.

“Holy Region… I've given so much to the Immortal Slaying Sect, and I don't even have a chance to go to the Holy Region!” Obadiah Heptinstall slammed a fist on the stone chair!

“What's the hurry? It's not just you who didn't get to go to the Holy Region…”

At that moment, a voice suddenly came.

Obadiah Heptinstall's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly, “You really are like a sewer rat, showing up everywhere.”

“Heh heh, aren't you the same? Working hard all your life, just to serve others…”

The speaker was none other than Dudley Lynch.

He had figured out the situation with Obadiah Heptinstall and had come to seek him out in the Immortal Slaying Sect.

Obadiah Heptinstall's face changed slightly, and he said with a gloomy face, “You know a bit too much.”

A murderous intent emanated from his body, an extremely cold one.

Dudley Lynch was not flustered, as he walked and talked: “Don't mess around; you're not my opponent now.”

“Moreover, I came to find you not to fight with you.”

Obadiah Heptinstall snorted lightly and said, “Just say what you want.”

Dudley Lynch said indifferently: “I know you're not satisfied; actually, it's not just you. The number of spots this time is too small, ridiculously small, and Ethan Smith alone took up two-thirds.”

“Even those long-hidden mighty realm cultivators didn't have a chance to participate in this trip to the Holy Region.”

That made Obadiah Heptinstall a little surprised.

“Even they couldn't go? Didn't Ethan Smith hold an open selection?” Obadiah Heptinstall frowned.

Dudley Lynch glanced at Obadiah Heptinstall and sneered, “Did you forget that those twenty-odd mighty realm cultivators had followed Marc Fraley? How dare they show up in front of Ethan Smith?”

Hearing this, Obadiah Heptinstall couldn't help but curse inwardly: “This Ethan Smith, he doesn't even dare to provoke the mighty realm cultivators!”

“Alright, enough nonsense, what do you want to do with me? Don't tell me you have a way to enter the Holy Region?” Obadiah Heptinstall shifted the conversation and asked coldly.

Dudley Lynch shook his head and said indifferently, “If I had that ability, I wouldn't be here right now.”

“Then what are you talking to me about?” Obadiah Heptinstall said with great displeasure.

Dudley Lynch chuckled and said, “What if we go to the Holy Region or not? Think about it; is this an opportunity for us?”

“What do you mean?” Obadiah Heptinstall asked somewhat confusedly.

Dudley Lynch couldn't help but feel aggravated.

Obadiah Heptinstall still couldn't understand such a hint.

He took a deep breath and said, “Your master has already left, right?”

Obadiah Heptinstall remained silent, tacitly accepting.

“Ethan Smith and the people around him have all left, haven't they?” Dudley Lynch continued to guide patiently.

Suddenly, Obadiah Heptinstall understood.

He jumped up and said, “You mean… no one can stop us now?”

“That's right!” Dudley Lynch said coldly.

“Going to the Holy Region doesn't just happen once, and now that Ethan Smith is gone, why not seize this opportunity to make our move?”

“You control the secret technique of the Immortal Slaying Sect, don't you? You can use it again; this time, no one can stop you!”