Summit Farmer
Chapter 1535: The Battle Has Begun_1

Chapter 1535: Chapter 1535: The Battle Has Begun_1

After half a day’s journey, Peter clearly felt the surge of energy emanating from ahead.

The battle is on!

Without much thought, Peter knew that there must be experts clashing ahead.

Looking in that direction, Peter deduced that it must be the two masters striving for the Sacred Fate Seed who had already engaged in a fierce battle.

What kind of experts would they be?

Peter quickened his pace and sprinted forward.

Just then, Peter noticed a group of people blocking his way ahead.

"Kill!"

In order to quickly get past, Peter didn’t care to speak any further. He unleashed his Golden Knife, slashing at these people.

The twenty-five beads of the Western Sacred Fate Seed instantly transformed into twenty-five Golden Knives. Each knife now wielded the power of a Saint, and as the slash swept through, the people charging at him were sent flying like leaves in a violent wind.

Plumes of blood sprayed down, yet Peter’s steps remained unaffected.

"A Sacred Fate Strong Person!" someone cried out in alarm.

They had intended to stop the newcomer, but now they realized that their efforts were futile against Peter’s attacks.

The group had advanced quickly but retreated just as rapidly, and soon, no one dared to stand in Peter’s way anymore.

Without a glance at these people, Peter retracted his Golden Knife and continued to charge forward.

Before long, Peter arrived at the scene of the battle.

Once there, Peter saw that there were indeed many onlookers, men and women, young and old, all watching the fight between the man and the woman in the central area intently.

Upon reaching, Peter distinctly sensed the aura of a Central Holy Fate Seed permeating the area, not only from the two fighters but also noticeably from the surrounding spectators.

So many Sacred Fate Seeds!

Looking at the two fighting, Peter couldn’t help but admire their handsome and stunning appearances. Although they did not seem young, they were the type that grabbed attention with their striking looks.

"Palace Master Ivana is truly beautiful!"

Someone whispered in admiration.

When Peter looked, it was a handsome figure observing Ivana Nelson.

"I, however, think Sect Lord Quincy is the Strong Person. Just look at his handsome demeanor."

A female cultivator also whispered her praise.

Peter didn’t care about these comments; what he was most concerned about was acquiring the Sacred Fate Seed.

He didn’t confront the two fighting right away, as they had just started and both had strong self-healing abilities, capable of recovering quickly from injuries. What Peter really wanted to see was how many Exotic Seed and People of Different Species were present.

While others might not have noticed Peter, he could clearly discern everyone’s circumstances. Here, besides the Central Holy Fate achievers, there were also other types of Sacred Fate Seed holders, though they were fewer in number.

Yet, Peter discovered that there were quite a few People of Exotic Seed, with several of them emanating particularly strong auras.

It seemed that People of Exotic Seed had turned this place into their harvest field.

As for the Exotic Seed, Peter Brown wasn’t too clear about it, as he couldn’t sense the presence of the Exotic Seed either since he hadn’t obtained its seed within him.

After observing the entire situation, Peter Brown just stood there watching the battle, knowing that the critical moment hadn’t arrived yet. Everyone was probably waiting, waiting for the final moments to come. With so many people present, a fight was inevitable, and the battle for possession would be the most brutal.

When Peter looked towards the two combatants in the center, his heart grew eager; both of them possessed at least ten Central Sacred Fate Seeds. If he could obtain their Sacred Fate Seeds, his own number of Central Sacred Fate Seeds might reach over fifty, increasing his hopes even more.

"Who will win?" someone couldn’t help but ask.

"Hard to say, both are fighting with True Fire."

"But why must they fight here?" someone asked, voicing one of the questions that Peter was puzzled about.

"Don’t know, huh? They used to be an immortal couple before they separated. They’ve always been rivals, and this time Ivana Nelson challenged Quincy Dunhill. Apparently, Dunhill found a new love, whom Ivana killed."

"There’s such a story!"

Everyone whispered among themselves.

Now Peter was concealing all his aura, so nobody knew he was a Strong Person. As they discussed, they didn’t take much notice of him.

"Their self-healing power is strong, look, every time they get injured, they can recover quickly. I reckon that only when their energy is exhausted can the winner be determined."

"Now I see why they absolutely must fight: one is to snatch the other’s Sacred Fate Seeds, and the other is to deter powers from all sides, after all, everyone knows they each have at least ten Sacred Fate Seeds."

Another round of comments reached Peter’s ears.

Looking at the two combatants, Peter knew that it would be difficult to determine the victor any time soon since their cultivation levels were not too different.

"Ivana Nelson, will you keep causing such senseless trouble?" Quincy Dunhill bellowed.

"Quincy Dunhill, either you or I will live, die."

Ivana launched a frenzy of attacks on Quincy Dunhill.

Seeing their situation, Peter could only shake his head. Those actions were truly seeking death; it seemed that even Immortals couldn’t overcome emotional attachments.

Of course, Peter was just pondering. Matters of the heart were no longer of much concern to him. He increasingly felt that he was on a path of isolation.

Could this really be the mentality of a Saint?

Peter himself didn’t know when he stopped caring about romantic emotions. To him, women were just for a night’s sleep.

Standing there, Peter somewhat zoned out.

Just as Peter was lost in thought, Ivana Nelson and Quincy Dunhill exchanged a slash, and their aura suddenly weakened.

When their aura waned, a loud shout rose from the crowd.

"They’re done for, grab it!"

Sometimes the herd mentality is strong. With one shout, the spectating crowd became chaotic.

Then, some people started a frenzied attack within the crowd.

As one after another fell, Sacred Fate Seeds shot out among those watching.

Sacred Fate Seeds!

Suddenly, no one was calm anymore, and the entire spectating area became a battlefield as more and more joined the fight.