Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1562

Chapter 1562: Chapter 1562: The Furious Ken Middleton Chapter 1562: Chapter 1562: The Furious Ken Middleton Randall Freeman once said that Ethan Smith's physical body needed to reach the Reversion Void Stage.

Although Ethan Smith's body was currently formidable, there was still a certain gap compared to the Reversion Void Stage.

If he borrowed this magical artifact for body refinement, it would be perfectly suitable.

“Ethan Smith, are you… really okay?” Ged Shepherd asked from the side.

Ethan Smith was visibly bleeding profusely, causing everyone to worry.

Ethan Smith hummed in acknowledgment and said, “I'm fine.”

Then, Ethan Smith looked at Ged Shepherd and the others and said, “You all have tried this formation already, protecting the Hunter is no difficult task. I'm heading out first.”

Ged Shepherd and the others wanted to persuade Ethan Smith to stay, but they also knew Ethan Smith had more important matters at hand, so they nodded in agreement.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Ethan Smith summoned the Divine Eagle and headed towards the northern border.

The North Plain was far from the Azure Rock Forest.

One was in the far north, the other in the far south.

Even with the help of the Divine Eagle, Ethan Smith needed at least a week to arrive.

High above, Ethan Smith overlooked the land below.

He witnessed the burning, killing, and looting by the people of the North Plain, the southern province cultivators' fierce resistance, and saw countless people falling in pools of blood.

Ethan Smith's expression was extremely cold, yet he did not take action.

*Because he knew very well that this was merely addressing the symptoms, not the root cause.*

*Only by eliminating the North Plain could this matter be fundamentally resolved.*

Ethan Smith sat on the Divine Eagle, slightly closing his eyes, absorbing the trickle of spiritual energy from the sky.

Though he was merely at the early mighty realm cultivator stage, he wasn't the least bit inferior to those at the peak of that stage.

As long as he didn't encounter someone at the Reversion Void Stage, Ethan Smith was unafraid of anyone.

At the northern border.

It had completely turned into a battlefield, with corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood.

Ken Middleton led the masses in fierce resistance, having slain countless North Plain cultivators.

At that moment, Ken Middleton was coldly gazing in the direction of the North Plain.

A vast river lay in between, known as the infamous Dead Sea, which no one could cross.

On the other side of the Dead Sea, Simon Ingram gazed across at Ken Middleton.

Standing beside Simon Ingram were Eternal and his many adopted sons.

“Ken Middleton, do you think you alone can resist us?” Simon Ingram said coldly.

“Now that four of the three lunatics, three extremes have reached the North Plain, do you still wish to crush a stone with an egg?”

Ken Middleton's expression was ice-cold, but he understood that the entire northern border was relying solely on him for support.

“Eternal, you despicable scoundrel.” Ken Middleton said coldly.

Eternal crossed his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile, “Despicable? In matters of cultivation, what despicability is there to speak of? The North Plain possesses more powerful techniques; I merely made the correct choice. Do you expect me to be like you, risking my life for a group of unrelated people? In my view, you are the fool!”

Ken Middleton shouted, “Eternal, do you dare to fight!”

Eternal laughed heartily, saying, “Ken Middleton, if you have the ability, cross the Dead Sea, and I will fight you!”

“Despicable scoundrel!”

Suddenly, Ken Middleton roared with fury, and a terrifying Qi Jin crossed the Dead Sea, heading straight for Eternal!

Eternal's expression changed drastically; he quickly reacted to confront the dragon-like Qi Jin!

“Bang!”

At the moment of collision, Ken Middleton's roar dissipated.

Yet, this was enough to shock Eternal!

He looked down at his hand and felt a slight numbness.

*It had to be understood that this was merely the result of a roar from Ken Middleton! If he confronted Ken Middleton directly, the odds of victory would be slim!*

Eternal squinted his eyes slightly, feeling a sudden surge of anger.

*At that moment, he suddenly realized that among the three lunatics, three extremes, and one legend, no one was weaker than him!*

Simon Ingram seemed to perceive Eternal's thoughts and said calmly, “No worry, once you have mastered the complete Sacred Heart Formula, Ken Middleton will be insignificant.”

Eternal looked at Simon Ingram and asked, “Are you his match?”

Simon Ingram narrowed his eyes, speaking coldly, “Throughout the southern province, I feared no one.”

“Then why don't you cross the Dead Sea to slay Ken Middleton? Once Ken Middleton perishes, won't the southern province be in the bag?” Eternal questioned coldly.

Simon Ingram was not angered; he crossed his hands behind his back and said calmly, “My true self cannot leave the North Plain yet, and my clone cannot defeat Ken Middleton. Otherwise, why would I expend so much effort to recruit you all?”

Eternal slightly furrowed his brow and turned to gaze at the ice-covered snowfield behind him. At its center stood a massive snowy mountain.

Beneath the snowy mountain, the Lord of North Plain slumbered.

“Does the Lord of North Plain truly exist?” Eternal took a deep breath.

Upon hearing this, Simon Ingram's face became exceptionally cold.

This sudden change unleashed a fierce wind upon the already cold North Plain.

Eternal's expression changed slightly, and he quickly explained, “I meant no offense…”

Simon Ingram said coldly, “No one shall question the Lord of North Plain.”

“Right, understood.” Eternal nodded.

On the opposite shore, Ken Middleton grew increasingly angry.

He clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding audibly.

“Senior Ken Middleton, if the North Plain launches another attack, it seems we won't be able to hold out,” someone beside him said.

Ken Middleton's expression was also rather grave.

The Cloud Sect had already withdrawn its people, and Salena Carpenter had left the northern border due to health reasons.

Now, only Ken Middleton was left to hold the vast northern border on his own.

“I'm afraid next time the North Plain will send Eternal, Eric Mitchell, and Alf Dillon,” someone lamented nearby.

“These three are all top-notch in the southern province, and you alone probably can't hold them off.”

Ken Middleton said coldly, “Let them come; I, Ken Middleton, fear nothing.”

With that, Ken Middleton turned and went back into the house.

In the room, Ken Middleton slightly narrowed his eyes, moving his hand in the Void, strands of subtle brilliance moving with his hand.

No one knew what Ken Middleton was doing, but he occasionally furrowed his brows tightly, and cold sweat streamed down his face.

“Senior Ken Middleton, what are you doing?”

Finally, someone couldn't hold back and asked.

Ken Middleton slowly opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then said, “Simulating techniques.”

“Techniques?” they looked at each other, puzzled.

Ken Middleton did not offer further explanation; he closed his eyes once again.

And with that, three whole days passed.

On the third day, someone suddenly rushed in hurriedly from outside.

“Senior Ken Middleton, something's wrong! The North Plain people are here!”

Upon hearing this, Ken Middleton abruptly opened his eyes.

“Just as we predicted, the ones coming this time are indeed Eternal, Eric Mitchell, and Alf Dillon!” the person at the door said in a panic.

But Ken Middleton showed no trace of fear; he stood up sharply and said coldly, “Perfect timing. Today, I shall cut them down!”

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