Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 2204

Chapter 2204: Chapter 2202: Conspiracy Chapter 2204: Chapter 2202: Conspiracy At this moment, Ethan Smith stood on the same starting line for the first time as these prodigies after arriving in the Holy Region.

“A worthless bastard with no aristocratic connections somehow broke through to the True Saint Realm? Damn it!”

Corbin Green's face turned pale; he had just managed to break through to the True Saint Realm in one decisive step.

He had thought to wash away his previous humiliation, but upon stepping out, he saw a scene that made his eyes burn with rage.

“Leader of the Green family, what urgent matter brings you here to the Wilson family?”

Adaliz Wilson spoke softly.

“If this person returns from Black Platform, he will undoubtedly shake the foundation of the Monohorse Hall.”

The Leader of the Green family squinted as he spoke.

“This time, even after sending two elders, we couldn't kill him. If this continues, I fear the Monohorse Hall will be unable to restrain him.”

“Haha, Master Green, you exaggerate. Even if he returns, I will make him understand the power of an aristocratic family.”

Chad Wilson laughed as he spoke. After breaking through to the True Saint Realm, he feared nothing.

“Even if we were to hunt him down, isn't Black Platform thousands of ship-years away from the Holy Region? I'm afraid our hearts lack the means.”

Adaliz Wilson shook his head.

“Do you still remember that group of people who were exiled to Purgatory millennia ago? Their relatives seem to be imprisoned in Skywater Prison.”

Yao Tian spoke.

“Send a message to the guards of Purgatory: if Ethan Smith appears there, kill him at all costs. Otherwise, leave none of their relatives alive.”

“Ethan Smith is currently on Black Platform Continent. How could he possibly go to Purgatory? Unless you intend for that figure on Black Platform to make a move. But that figure is most likely beyond the True Saint Realm and incapable of taking action against him.”

Adaliz Wilson frowned as he spoke.

“That's right. Our Green family will provide three peak Tribulation Stage magical artifacts as payment to be transferred through a formation gate. These will be the price for his intervention. As long as his realm is suppressed, there's no need to fear the backlash from the Laws of Heaven and Earth. Moreover, that man originally came from the Holy Domain and maintains deep ties with the families of the Holy Region.”

Yao Tian squinted as he spoke.

Ethan Smith and the Green family were now locked in a “fight to the death.” The talent Ethan had displayed even made him feel an unprecedented sense of trepidation.

If Ethan Smith truly returned, the Green family would undoubtedly face an unimaginable calamity.

“Oh, right, isn't there a brother of Ethan Smith imprisoned in Skywater Prison? Pull him out, break his limbs, and pass that message along as well. Destroy Ethan's faith in his path. Think you're untouchable? Let him watch as his brother is turned into a cripple!”

Corbin Green laughed maniacally as he stood to the side.

Meanwhile, on the Black Platform Continent, Ethan Smith cultivated silently, completely unaware of events unfolding millions of miles away in the Holy Region.

This round of cultivation had lasted nearly three months.

All of the Gremlins around him had been completely used up. He had managed to advance from a first-rank True Saint to a second rank.

This was despite using the Gremlins plundered over nearly a thousand years on Black Platform, which contained terrifying energy sufficient to allow an ordinary first-rank cultivator to break through to the ninth rank.

However, during his cultivation, Ethan discovered that the spiritual energy absorbed uncontrollably into his body was largely directed toward its own sustenance.

Under the Saintly Body Skill, every cell in his body seemed to swell to its utmost limit, capable of storing an ocean's worth of spiritual energy.

Eighty percent of the spiritual energy was absorbed by his body itself. With a single thought, Ethan activated the ninth layer of the Saintly Body Skill.

He threw a casual punch into the air, and suddenly, a Category 16 hurricane seemed to sweep through the area.

Far above, thousands of feet away, an enormous vortex tunnel appeared in the skies. This was purely the force of his physical strength.

Ethan deactivated the Saintly Body Skill and looked at the fragmented remains of Gremlins scattered everywhere, feeling a bit troubled.

Cultivating alone beneath the Qingling Tree was merely a drop in the bucket. Unless three Qingling Trees were fused together to forcefully absorb the spiritual energy contained within them, it would be nearly impossible to meet Ethan's current needs.

“Senior.”

Not far away, Uncle Kortez spoke timidly.

“If I travel to Cloud Continent, is there a way to find a path back to the Holy Region?”

Uncle Kortez trembled as he stiffened his resolve and replied:

“Senior, even if you reach Cloud Continent, returning to the Holy Region is likely only possible by ship. However, no ship exists capable of traversing the star systems for thousands of years. Even the best warships crafted by top-level Refining Masters fall short.”

“There's no teleport array either?”

Ethan felt a headache coming on.

“Cloud Continent is even more barren than Black Platform Continent. A teleport array might only be able to transmit images or messages. Gathering the sheer quantity of Gremlins necessary to activate a formation is nearly impossible unless everyone on the continent ceased their own cultivation and compressed all their spiritual energy into Gremlins just to meet the colossal requirements.”

Uncle Kortez laughed bitterly as he explained.

“What use is such a teleport array!”

Ethan's frustration burst forth. How long would it take to return to the Holy Region at this rate?

“Spatial Transfer Arrays are designed by high-level star systems. They often exile criminals to Purgatory through such arrays. Traveling from a higher dimension to a lower one requires much less spiritual energy, whereas moving upward from a lower dimension entails an astronomical energy demand.”

Uncle Kortez patiently clarified.

Ethan roughly understood the concept–it was like a slide. Going down only needed a gentle push, but climbing back up required immense power.

“Take me to explore Black Platform City.”

Ethan sighed lightly, addressing Mabel Nebula.

The city of Black Platform bustled with people coming and going.

Under the sweep of Ethan's divine sense, he noticed that a staggering eighty percent of the city's population were ordinary people.

Everyone busied themselves just trying to scrape together enough to eat.

Almost every place where spiritual energy gathered had been monopolized by various powerful families.

“Survival of the fittest–it seems to be a universal truth everywhere.”

Ethan sighed softly again.

At that moment, a certain area seemed especially lively.

“That place hosts the Artifact Refining Association's competition. Today, Formation Masters and Refining Masters from nearby star systems have gathered to compete. The first-place reward includes ten Gremlins.”

Mabel Nebula's attention was drawn by the commotion, but as she had to guide Ethan, she didn't dare rush over.

She looked pitiful.

“Let's go take a look.”

Ethan smiled slightly. He seemed to catch a glimpse of Emily Taylor's shadow in Mabel.

“This formation is called 'Edgeless.' It was created over three generations of my family in alignment with the Path of Heaven.”

On the competition platform, a gray-robed elder held an ordinary iron sword and thrust it toward a block of Geneiron in front of him.

The iron sword pierced the Geneiron as easily as slicing through tofu, its multiple feet of thickness cleanly penetrated.

“No wonder Master Iggy Gibos is so renowned. Even an ordinary iron sword gains such devastating power when enhanced by this formation.”

A young onlooker cheered loudly in admiration from the crowd.

“Amazing! Truly amazing!”

Mabel Nebula clapped enthusiastically, showing her appreciation.

Ethan nodded in acknowledgment. Whether it was alchemy, artifact refining, or formations,

when taken to the extreme, they all encapsulated the laws of heaven and earth.

The Pavilion Master, for instance, had reached the pinnacle of alchemy, and her martial arts cultivation was equally formidable.

In this barren and remote star system, however, artifact refining and formations seemed to have their own unique perspectives.

“This saber is inscribed with a gravity formation. A single strike carries the weight of a mountain.”

A young man in a blue robe stepped onto the platform and lightly slashed a pile of Geneiron with his blade.

Without any visible spiritual energy fluctuations, the entire pile of Geneiron suddenly exploded into thousands of fragments.

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