Lord Of Martial Arts

Hamza went up to the mountain where the treasure house was with the two metal soldiers and a couple of powerful cultivators.

The cultivators' minds wandered restlessly as they forged ahead, their thoughts disturbed by the worry that Kash had caused.

After all, he was a former member of the royal family. And although his family had turned their backs on him, his veins still contained royal blood, which separated him from ordinary warriors.

However, the sect leader had ordered the Black and White Guards to torture Kash. That didn't seem like a treatment a noble cultivator like him deserved. And now, he was on his last gasp, and his precarious situation bothered the members of the Scorching Fire Sect.

They were afraid that some royal force supported Kash, and once they learned of his fate, they would want to avenge him.

If the royal family learned that Kash had suffered in their hands, the consequence would be unimaginable. Even one hundred thousand Scorching Fire Sects could not withstand the onslaught that could ensue.

People in this world were well-aware that the royal family in any region

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gradually gained colors and began to reflect all kinds of images.

"Look at that image! Isn't that Stetson?"

"Chester, the principal disciple guarding the treasure cave, is there too. They have been killed!" exclaimed the disciples in shock.

A scene slowly unfolded before their eyes. The principal disciple named Chester flew towards the valley with over a hundred disciples in tow. They seemed to be guarding the treasure cave.

Hamza watched the images with intense concentration as he waited for his son's murderer to show up.

He yearned for the murderer's death, and the agitation he felt made him restless. He wanted to put his hands on that bastard and kill him with his own hands.

"Son, I swear to you I'll avenge you! I'm going to catch that bastard and make him ten thousand times more miserable than Kash," Hamza muttered to himself harshly, his teeth gritted tightly.

A few moments later, the entire flock of disciples stopped abruptly as if someone had intercepted their path.

However, the images only showed the disciples' backs, and whoever stood in front of them couldn't be seen.