Chapter 45

Just as Jeremy’s words rang through the air, lan was seen walking up to him holding a wooden box. Ian got on his knees, passing the box to Jeremy above his head.

Jeremy opened the box with a wave of his hand. He took out a scroll and flicked it open in one swift

move.

The scroll contained a painting of an elder clad in long robes. There was a sword on the elder’s back as his robes billowed in the wind, looking extremely ethereal

At the same time, a powerful pressure surged out from the painting. It enveloped the air, filling it with an unspeakable pressure.

Just then, Gerard got to his feet in shock. “Legend has it that the Owens family owns a portrait of an ancient ancestor who holds the power of an elite cultivator! It’s said to be the clan jewel. Is this it?”

Gerard himself had lost a little composure.

painting was a legendary treasure, and to witness it filled Gerard’s chest

was in shock as well, shaking as he stood up. He stroked his beard, exclaiming, “What

is not something I deserve to own for sure! The Owens family sure

about to find out today what it means to be a clan with real power. You’ll finally understand that it’s not something that

Is that it? Come

my ancient ancestor is to be in the presence

painting. It lit up at once, and a terrifying force enveloped the

once, the winds whipped recklessly as

appeared in the painting. It soared into the air,

came charging downward in Wilbur’s direction with an impossible force. The sword shadow constricted the air wherever it passed, causing the wind to whip through the crowd’s clothes and making it hard for them

a strange blend of fear and respect arising in their chests.

course the Owens family was not

then that Wilbur was

earlier, but that was because both

from such a sacred painting was not something a human being was able

from before was quickly stamped out by the sight

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He raised his right hand,

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