Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1257

Chapter 1257: Chapter 1257: Is This the Holy Region?_1 Chapter 1257: Chapter 1257: Is This the Holy Region?_1 Surrounded by endless darkness, the blackness was extremely pure, without a sliver of light.

Not knowing how long they had been traveling, a faint light finally appeared in front of Ethan Smith.

This ray of light was extremely dazzling in the darkness, causing teary eyes involuntarily.

“Whoosh!”

At last, the group appeared on another ancient array platform.

“We're here,” Mr. Snider said indifferently.

There was an indescribable excitement on everyone's faces.

Even Ethan Smith couldn't help but take a deep breath.

As expected, the qi here was much richer and purer than before!

Not only that, but Ethan Smith could clearly feel that his body had become much lighter at this moment.

It was as if something on Earth had been pressing on him all along, and now it was gone.

Ethan Smith's eyes scanned the surroundings.

There were clusters of buildings around them.

And the ancient array platform was located on a mountain.

The scenery here was extremely beautiful; compared to Earth, this place seemed like a fairyland, covered in lush greenery.

Looking down further, Ethan Smith seemed to see a mountain gate.

Several large characters were prominently displayed on the mountain gate: Cloud Sect.

“Damn it,” Ethan Smith's face changed instantly.

His worst fear had happened! This ancient array platform was indeed located within the sect!

As such, escaping would be much more difficult.

Ethan Smith subconsciously looked at Mr. Snider, only to see Mr. Snider looking at him with a half-smile.

In that smile, there was a hint of extreme murderous spirit.

Tara Young, standing nearby, had already had enough. She stepped forward, pointed at Ethan Smith, and yelled, “Little waste, it's time for you to pay the price for Baz's death!”

Ethan Smith's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't rush to respond but scanned the Cloud Sect with his desolate divine eye, quickly grasping the general layout of the sect.

“You really think we would care about a piece of trash like you who can't cultivate? You killed Baz, and you're going to pay!” Tara Young continued to yell.

Mr. Snider beside her said indifferently, “Kid, no one has ever dared to mess with our Cloud Sect! If you kill our people, I'll grind you to dust!”

Ethan Smith sneered and said, “F*ck you, do you think I'm just going to sit here and wait to die?”

Leaving that sentence behind, Ethan Smith turned and ran!

His feet exploded with power, the terrifying force even shattering the ancient array platform beneath him!

“Where are you going?” Tara Young shouted and immediately chased after him!

Ethan Smith's physical speed was extremely fast, but after all, he lacked the support of spiritual power, and his speed was somewhat lacking.

Seeing the distance between him and Tara Young gradually closing, a cold glint flashed in Ethan Smith's eyes.

He suddenly stopped, turned around, and punched Tara Young in the face.

“Bang!”

That punch sent Tara Young, who had been chasing after Ethan Smith, flying straight out.

Her originally pretty face was almost disfigured in that instant.

Ethan Smith didn't dare to stop running and continued to flee.

This was the Cloud Sect; once they recovered, there would be nowhere to run.

As Ethan Smith escaped under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mr. Snider's face turned a bit dark.

“He actually escaped. That kid is terrifyingly calm,” Mr. Snider said with a gloomy tone.

He had not expected Ethan Smith to remain so clear-minded in this situation.

In Mr. Snider's expectation, Ethan Smith should have been begging for mercy.

At this moment, Tara Young, her face covered in blood, shouted furiously, “Mr. Snider, no matter what, we have to kill that kid! We must!”

Mr. Snider sneered, “Don't worry, there's no need to rush. I want to see where he can run to.”

The Cloud Sect was a behemoth with countless disciples.

As long as they gave the order, they could search every inch of the sect! Escaping wouldn't be that simple.

Ethan Smith sprinted all the way, relying on his nearly inexhaustible divine power. He didn't know how long he had been running before he finally stopped in a bustling area.

Even Ethan Smith was panting after a long period of rapid escaping.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the surrounding environment.

This was a busy area, bustling and quite large. With food, drink, and entertainment, it wasn't much different from the secular world.

Ethan Smith had just arrived in the Holy Region and knew nothing about it, let alone the Cloud Sect.

“Damn it, I have to run as soon as I get to the Holy Region,” Ethan Smith muttered under his breath.

Without dwelling on it further, Ethan Smith decided that the most pressing matter was to figure out what the Cloud Sect and the Holy Region were all about, and search for Vitality Qi to restore his spiritual power.

So, Ethan Smith strode forward and stopped at a small stall.

This was a general store with various everyday items displayed on it.

“Boss, do you have any maps of the Holy Region?” Ethan Smith asked, looking up.

The stall owner snickered and said, “A map of the Holy Region? Are you still half-asleep? Do you even know how big the Holy Region is?”

Ethan Smith scratched his head and said, “How big?”

The stall owner looked Ethan Smith up and down, then mocked unreservedly, “It'll take you ten lifetimes to walk across it!”

Ethan Smith knew the Holy Region was quite large, but the stall owner's words were perhaps a bit exaggerated.

“But I do have a map of the Rayleigh Province. Do you want that?” The stall owner suddenly changed the subject and pulled out a rolled-up piece of parchment.

“Where is the Rayleigh Province?” Ethan Smith asked with a puzzled look.

The stall owner said impatiently, “The place we're stepping on right now is the Rayleigh Province.”

“Alright, give me one,” Ethan Smith reached out his hand and said.

The stall owner smiled and said, “Ten thousand magic coins.”

Ten thousand magic coins?

What were magic coins?

Ethan Smith's heart was filled with doubt. He secretly looked at the stall owner, whose face was full of cunning.

Ethan Smith did not show any emotion, and said indifferently, “Do you think I'm so poor? It's just ten thousand magic coins. Here you go.”

After saying that, Ethan Smith pretended to take money out of his pocket.

The stall owner eagerly leaned forward, looking into Ethan Smith's pocket.

At the moment when he let down his guard, Ethan Smith suddenly reached out, grabbed the map, and bolted away.

“F*ck you! I'm broke right now, but if I ever get wealthy, I'll return ten times the amount!” Ethan Smith yelled as he ran.

“You motherf*cker!” the stall owner jumped three feet into the air, cursing loudly.