Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Gazing into the thoughtful eyes of the old man, Ethan Smith finally found complete calm.

At this moment, there's only one bone left in Ethan Smith's left hand.

The power of 'revival' was used three times.

Once for the first time, once for the second, three times for the third.

This is almost like his last chance.

Ethan Smith took a deep breath, discarding all distracting thoughts.

He immersed his whole mind in this question, thinking about what he would do.

He seemed to see the child watching longingly, waiting for his father's return.

He saw the wife who held up the whole family, struggling to support it with her woman's shoulders.

They didn't give up; they were waiting for the return of the father and partner.

Even when bullied by others, they did not give up either.

They firmly believed in their hearts that the one they've been waiting for would eventually appear.

But damn it, that guy went off in search of his ultimate path.

A boundless fury surged into Ethan Smith's chest.

"Damn beast! I let you abandon your wife and child to pursue your path, you idiot!"

Ethan Smith kicked the old man directly in the chest.

Then he slapped Zinder Snider fiercely across the face.

"To ask such a question means you've not only thought about it once; you already had the answer to abandoning your wife and child, so why come here seeking psychological comfort?"

Ethan Smith's pupils were blood-red, and he was panting heavily.

His parents weren't around when he was young, and he could feel the child's pain.

Damn it, you cultivated your way into the dog's belly! For a fool like you to reach such a realm, it's the greatest injustice of heaven!

Ethan Smith's fists rained down like drops on Zinder Snider's face.

Since he couldn't resist, he might as well vent before dying.

Brother! My good brother! What's happening?

Frederick Cohen standing behind Zinder Snider was dumbfounded, unable to process what was happening.

Ethan Smith put all his strength into every punch.

He kept hitting until he was exhausted, and only then did he sit down casually.

Zinder Snider's face kept bleeding, but his expression was eerily calm.

He quietly stared at Ethan Smith, and the atmosphere felt so heavy it was as if water could drip out.

At this moment, Ethan Smith was also exhaling weakness, and the pressure from someone who could decide life and death in an instant could break a person.

"You're right, indeed such a person deserves to die."

After a long time, a soft voice came from in front of them.

As if a whole century had passed, just as Ethan Smith felt he was about to break down.

A voice came from before him, and when he looked up.

Zinder Snider had already walked far away downhill, and his figure could no longer be seen in front of him.

In that empty space, only one sentence remained echoing in Ethan Smith's Sea of Knowledge.

The karma of the Other Shore Buddhist Kingdom isn't so easy to bear. If you use this power, be prepared to bear its karma.

Frederick Cohen and Aiden sat down heavily on the ground, both faces pale.

Aiden looked as if he was weakened, his face already covered with nervous sweat at some point.

"Damn it, kid, I missed you so much!"

Ethan Smith pounded his fist hard on Frederick Cohen's chest.

"Ethan Smith, you really amaze me, this is the first time in years someone dared to touch Zinder Snider, and even more hellish is that you survived. Damn it, fighting against ten masters today wasn't as tiring as this!"

Frederick Cohen sat slumped on the ground; the shock had shattered the joy of their reunion.

Ethan Smith shook his head with a bitter smile, looking at the 'revival' bracelets on his left hand.

After a moment's hesitation, Ethan Smith chose not to speak.

Explaining these things is troublesome, and it might also bring trouble to Frederick Cohen.

"Damn, I was dumbfounded too..."

Aiden was also terrified.

Everything that just happened was too shocking for him.

"You might be the only one in nearly a hundred years to walk away alive from the First Hermit's clutches, those who usually face his questions never survive, even those who have cultivated Pinnacle Force."

Frederick Cohen said with a bitter smile.

"What kind of monster is this guy? Do you have any information about him?"

Ethan Smith asked, slightly creeped out.

"I don't know; even the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets is completely in the dark about his origins. It's like he suddenly appeared in this Holy Kingdom and then came to the Nine Netherworld Cliff, living on the mountain top all along. In that space, there are at least tens of thousands of human heads. However, his title is simply the First Hermit, known as Zinder Snider."

Frederick Cohen said with some unease.

"By the way, how did you come here?"

Frederick Cohen asked curiously.

"I heard about you in Ethereal Soaring City and thought to come searching for your trail, but I didn't expect all this to happen."

Ethan Smith said with a bitter smile.

This adventure was truly thrilling; without those two 'bracelets' given by the monk.

Ethan Smith might have ended up like that pile of skeletons at the mountain top, and perhaps his angry rant accidentally triggered Zinder Snider, leaving him a life.

"I didn't expect so long to pass since our battle at the Mysterious Sword Sect, and we parted ways. I wonder how the others are doing."

Frederick Cohen reminisced seldomly.

"Let's not talk about that; I heard you've become one of the four chief leaders of the Order's Guardians?"

Ethan Smith asked, somewhat surprised.

"To be precise, they proactively approached me, and of course, I accepted for convenience. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten such a nice place. But recently, the upper echelons of Order's Guardians are becoming less easy to deceive, and my assignments are increasing."

Frederick Cohen chuckled.

"It's just you..."

Ethan Smith was speechless.

"Come on! Let's cut the chatter and see what your strength is now; don't let me down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Frederick Cohen sent out a palm strike.

Elusive.

Ethan Smith's body floated away.

With the progression of his strength, his understanding of the three movements of Bowen Duncan, Shadow Escape, and Elusive deepened.

Under this palm strike, Frederick Cohen made no progress.

Good!

Frederick Cohen showed an entire row of teeth, and his body erupted with purple lightning.

Instantly, his aura peaked, and a bolt of purple lightning exploded before Ethan Smith's eyes.

A terrifying force struck hard at his chest.

What terrifying speed, Ethan Smith's expression paused slightly.

Silver Holy Energy burst from his body, and Frederick Cohen's palm felt like it was hitting thick leather.

Bam!

Hundreds of crisp bone sounds exploded from Frederick Cohen's body.