Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1601

Chapter 1601: Chapter 1601: The Situation in the North Plain Chapter 1601: Chapter 1601: The Situation in the North Plain A strong murderous spirit emanated from Drexel, instilling fear in all who beheld him.

Gregory Hum blushed slightly and asked, “So, what should I call you?”

Drexel snorted coldly and said, “Call me God of Death.”

Standing aside, Gregory Hum was caught between laughter and tears. He waved his hand in dismissal, choosing not to respond further.

Everyone was uncertain of Drexel's true strength, and no one dared to provoke him at the moment.

The next day.

Monk Theo Miller arrived at Bamboo Mountain.

He stood before Ethan Smith and the others, speaking slowly, “The dense fog over the North Plain has dissipated.”

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately rose to their feet, eagerly asking, “And then?”

Monk Theo Miller spoke slowly, “The North Plain has indeed suffered heavy damage. Vast tracts of land have turned into ruins. It's said that Ice Mountain, where the Lord of North Plain resides, is also peppered with crucial flaws.”

“But unfortunately, the Three Great Godly Kings of the North Plain are still alive. The revival of the Lord of North Plain has merely been delayed by time.”

Ethan Smith urgently asked, “And what about senior Ken Middleton? Is there any news about him?”

“Sadly, no.” Monk Theo Miller shook his head.

He took out the shards of Ken Middleton's mask from his bosom, saying, “I plan to bury Ken's mask at Fairy Mountain.”

Ethan Smith, looking at the shards of the mask in Monk Theo Miller's hand, felt an indescribable sorrow.

It seemed that Ken Middleton's situation was grim.

He single-handedly inflicted severe damage on the North Plain, and also managed to delay the resurrection of the Lord of North Plain. His contributions were monumental.

“Before the resurrection of the Lord of the North Plain, someone must be capable of defeating them,” Monk Theo Miller continued.

“This person could be the sect master of the Cloud Sect, or someone else, or even every one of us.”

Ethan Smith remained silent for a moment, before asking, “Based on the current pace, how long until the Lord of the North Plain resurrects?”

“Two months.” Monk Theo Miller held up two fingers.

“Two months…” Ethan Smith was taken aback.

This was alarmingly soon!

Given that he was acclaimed as the Lord of the North Plain, his strength was undoubtedly formidable.

The Three Great Godly Kings were already on the verge of Reversion Void Stage, not to mention this Lord of North Plain?

If all went as expected, the Lord of North Plain would definitely be a highly skilled cultivator in the Reversion Void Stage!

Getting into the Reversion Void Stage in two months was an absolute impossibility!

Based on Ethan's own calculations, he would need at least two to three years to even have a chance of reaching the Reversion Void Stage.

“The funeral has been arranged for tomorrow. I hope everyone can attend,” Monk Theo Miller said.

Ethan Smith promptly responded with a bow, “Certainly.”

Having finished speaking, Monk Theo Miller turned and departed.

“Gregory, do you have a chance to reach the Reversion Void Stage within these two months?” Ethan asked.

Gregory shook his head, saying, “Entering the Reversion Void Stage is not as simple as you think. It's impossible in two months.”

“What about the Sect Master of Cloud Sect?” asked Ethan Smith, frowning.

“Who knows? He hasn't made a move in many years.” Gregory yawned lazily. Despite some concerns in his heart, his face revealed a nonchalant expression.

“Is the Lord of North Plain very powerful?” Drexel huffed from one side.

Ethan Smith glanced at him, saying, “He's in the Reversion Void Stage. How powerful do you think that is?”

Drexel chuckled coldly, “So what if he's in the Reversion Void Stage? He's nothing for me!”

“Moreover, I can reach the Reversion Void Stage whenever I want!” he declared.

Ethan Smith was taken aback, urgently asking, “Are you serious?”

Drexel scoffed, “A millennium of suppression has led to a major breakthrough in my heart. All is prepared, all I need now is a favourable wind.”

Ethan Smith hurriedly said, “Then you shouldn't waste any time. Go into seclusion and cultivate!”

“Everyone has their own dao technique.” Drexel shot Ethan Smith a glance, “My dao technique is to kill for the greater good. How can I cultivate while following you around all day?”

Ethan Smith remained silent, unsure of what to do.

“That's simple. The cultivators from the North Plain have been causing chaos in the Southern Province for quite some time. Why don't you just kill them?” Gregory suggested from the side.

Ethan Smith nodded in agreement, “That's a good idea. This way, you can cultivate your dao technique and also protect the lives of more people in the Southern Province. You might even become a great hero of the Southern Province.”

“I have no intention of becoming any hero, but your suggestion isn't bad.” A sinister smile spread across Drexel's face.

Ethan Smith nodded repeatedly, “Then don't waste any more time and set off now.”

“Really?” Drexel raised an eyebrow.

Ethan Smith quickly said, “Of course!”

Drexel's heart was filled with joy! He really didn't want to follow Ethan Smith around!

If it wasn't for his fear of the powerful Guardian behind Ethan Smith, he would probably have made his move on Ethan Smith long ago!

Now, Ethan Smith asked him to go kill the cultivators of the North Plain. Drexel didn't pay much mind to the idea.

For Drexel, killing was just killing. What did the North Plain or the Southern Province have to do with him?

Of course, he didn't tell Ethan Smith these thoughts, and Ethan Smith did not suspect a thing.

Drexel didn't stay a moment longer. He quickly left Bamboo Mountain, disappearing without leaving a trace.

After he left, Gregory asked from the side, “Ethan Smith, what is the story with your friend?”

Ethan Smith gave a bitter smile, “I'm not too sure myself.”

Gregory sighed lightly, “I'm scared he will become a drawn sword in someone else's hands…”

North Plain.

The Three Great Godly Kings had been seriously injured and were healing in seclusion.

The three of them were in the same room, slowly recuperating their breath.

This battle had nearly claimed their lives in the North Plain.

If Ken Middleton's strength hadn't been suppressed, the Three Great Godly Kings might have already fallen.

“I didn't expect the sect master of Cloud Sect to actually have a younger brother…” murmured one of the Godly Kings.

Simon Ingram also sighed, “Those two brothers are each more unpredictable than the other. It's really terrifying.”

“It's a good thing that Ken Middleton came on his own. Otherwise, he would have become a major problem in the future.”

“This is also good. Without Ken Middleton, isn't the Southern Province ours for the taking?”

The three exchanged glances, icy smiles spreading across their faces.

A few miles away in another room.

Eternal, Eric Mitchell, and Alf Dillon were sitting cross-legged.

During this time, they had been cultivating the Sacred Heart Formula. Their aura had undergone noticeable changes, and their strength had vastly improved.

“It seems the Three Great Godly Kings have been heavily injured,” Eternal casually remarked.

The other two weren't fools either. Their attention immediately turned to Eternal.

“What do you mean by that?” Eric Mitchell asked coldly.

Eternal shrugged, “No particular meaning. I'm just saying that Ken Middleton was really terrifying. He almost made the Three Great Godly Kings fall, you know. And their strength is far superior to ours.”

“Eternal, say what you mean. We know you well enough,” Alf Dillon snorted coldly.

“Your petty tricks can't escape our eyes.”