Billionaire God of War

Jiang Ning and Peter Pan were seated by the stone table outside the mansion.

"They should have awakened by now," said Peter Pan. "That bastard is back and that's going to stir these guys awake from their slumber. He planned it all along."

"They?" said Jiang Ning. "Are there many like you left?"

"Not many." Peter Pan counted. "Five or six, I think."

"That's quite a few, don't you think?"

The world was going to descend into utter chaos if these powerful martial artists were to all awaken. These were people who could disregard all laws and rules. In this city, no one had the power to stop them.

"The world will find itself with a tough problem if they decide to do anything funny."

Jiang Ning was a little worried.

was but one man. There were at least five or

Pan threw an amused glance at Jiang Ning. "Every world has got its own set of rules.

depended on the law. Had it been set down by mankind or

in their time, but who had

even dared to break the rules set by

rules," Peter Pan said kindly. "Everyone is bound by the laws of their world. That means us and it means you too. It doesn't matter how

death casually, as if he wouldn't care if he

was a word that Peter

Peter Pan. "Is the map in the Extreme Fist Technique manual of another realm? He's been searching for one of the realms in that

you to know this." Peter Pan didn't seem like he was trying to keep anything from Jiang Ning. "You're

who had scaled the peaks of their circle were typically geniuses. It would be a feat for mediocre men to reach their heights with sheer hard

is a Longevity Pond. If you drink

hope and desire flickered in Peter

about death and appear as if he no longer feared it, but he was clearly tempted by the

wanted to