Mrs. and Mr. Smith

"This thing doesn't seem good for us to fight over. Let's find a chance to retreat,"

Aiden shook his head and immediately responded.

He had fought here with Qin Ji before, knowing how powerful this woman truly was.

And Keaton Bian's strength surpassed his, and Keaton Bian was only ranked third.

Therefore, the things being drawn here were not something they could meddle with.

Especially Ethan Smith's Path of Dreams power was even suppressed by that thing, making him feel incredibly uncertain.

"Leaving would be best, but I'm afraid there's no chance to leave now,"

Ethan Smith said with a wry smile.

At this moment, he already saw many familiar people, causing his heart to slowly sink.

Two blond individuals, with that dazzling hair, were undoubtedly Aleister's tribe members.

Also, the previous swordsman possessed extremely strong power.

Most of the others were from the Nine Netherworld Cliff, who had practiced in seclusion here for many years, making them extremely powerful as well.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the divination of a few heavenly calculators this time to be correct. There is indeed something emerging here. Something that can make that old man tempted is likely to have immense collectible value."

A flying carpet sailed by, and four people immediately landed.

A round figure among them was particularly conspicuous.

His body shimmered with treasures, and before the strange objects could approach him,

they were shattered into fragments by the shimmering treasure light.

"Hello everyone, brothers and sisters. This is my Sithur Family's card. If you're interested in being a guest official, you can come to the Holy Land Treasure Origin to find the Sithur Family. The benefits will surely satisfy you. Here, bro, I'll give you this Talisman. It can protect against attacks below the pinnacle force of Level Twelve. Oh, you're only Path Spirit Ninth Level. Wait, give back the Talisman, I gave the wrong one."

...

For a moment, with Sithur Fatty's arrival, the entire bottom of Nine Netherworld Cliff became extremely lively.

"Who is this foolish fatty? The landlord's foolish son?"

Frederick Cohen looked utterly perplexed, as it was the first time someone made him feel like a fool.

"Could he really be Sithur Fatty? Judging by the magical artifacts around him, it seems correct. But why is the Sithur Family here?"

Aiden was somewhat confused.

In the Saint's World, these top aristocratic families typically established their forces outside the Eighteen Holy Kingdoms.

Because in the Holy Kingdoms, the Holy Lord comes first, and the development of family forces is heavily suppressed.

Therefore, top families like the Sithur Family and Aleister Family developed outside the Holy Kingdoms.

Yet, their energy could even influence the eighteen Holy Lords.

"Ethan, my boss, why are you here too?"

Sithur Fatty suddenly spotted Ethan Smith's figure.

His eyes widened, and then the treasure light from Heaven Path Umbrella heavily smashed down beside Ethan.

"How dare you!"

Frederick Cohen threw a punch.

But Sithur Fatty's Talisman lit up, and the rebounding force made him dizzy.

Whoosh!

A white silk shot out from the fatty's belt, wrapping around Frederick like a white snake.

Tying him up like a zongzi before he could even say "Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Frederick shouted loudly.

Five or six great spiritual energies surged up, and five or six Talismans emitted terrifying light, striking Frederick like mountains.

"Ouch! That hurts! Damn it, when I get out, I'll smash you into a meat pie, you fatty."

Frederick's lips trembled from the pain, and he began to ramble.

Aiden rolled his eyes next to him, looking at Frederick as if he were a fool.

"You're not dead yet?"

Sithur Fatty asked curiously.

Even with such a chain of attacks, even

he held a sharp knife, cautiously poking Frederick's lower body.

"Ouch, bro, bro, I was wrong!"

Frederick was scared out of his wits, wondering who this darn fatty was.

To directly suppress him, the power needed at least the pinnacle force of Level Twelve.

Moreover, the shimmering treasures on this fatty left him uncertain about how many tricks remained unused.

"Sithur Fatty, he's my friend. Let him go, let him go,"

Ethan Smith coughed, quickly stopping Sithur Fatty.

"Boss's friend! Alright, alright!"

Sithur Fatty hastily untied everything wrapped around Frederick.

"What's your name, brother? Are you interested in joining the Sithur Family as a guest official? The benefits will surely satisfy you. Plus, the little sisters in the Sithur Family are top-tier beauties,"

Sithur Fatty approached with his chubby face, trying to get close to Frederick.

"Sithur Fatty, let's not talk about this. Didn't you leave the Holy Kingdom after Heavenly Sin? Why are you back?"

Ethan Smith covered his forehead.

"I'm not very clear, but we received a message from my dad while we were preparing to leave, asking us to come to this area. It seems there's a powerful force awakening here, so we came to see if there's any profit involved,"

Sithur Fatty laughed like a nouveau riche.

Ethan Smith's eyes tightened. According to Sithur Fatty,

whatever is here is not simple, something significant enough for the richest aristocratic family in the Saint's World to send Sithur Fatty personally.

This indicates what's here might even surpass Heavenly Sin.

And with members of the Aleister Family present, it strengthens his judgment.

"Dang it, how do you know such a powerful yet foolish fatty, and he seems to respect you a lot,"

Frederick looked at Ethan Smith with a strange expression.

Even if he was slow, he'd noticed that this fatty's background was astonishing, definitely not as foolish as he seemed.

After a brief commotion, the place fell silent again.

Neither the already gathered peculiarities nor the newcomers made any noise, all waiting silently.

But Ethan Smith felt something brewing in the location he explored before.

A sense of oppression spread throughout Ethan Smith's chest.

Everything before his eyes began to blur, making Ethan feel dizzy.

He noticed the space in front of him started to tremble and even distort,

and this intensity was still increasing.

Screech!

Countless strange bodies suddenly exploded, splattering viscous blood everywhere.

At almost the same moment, many Hominini bodies couldn't withstand the pressure and burst apart.

The pressure continued to rise at a terrifying rate, tripling in just a few moments.

Ethan Smith felt his body making creaking sounds, the sound of bones under immense pressure grating against muscles.

Sithur Fatty opened the Heaven Path Umbrella, letting it fall onto Aiden.