The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 399 Destiny Cannot Be Denied

"Please... don't kill me..." At this moment, Taylor Harrett had already crawled up from the ground and continued to scramble forward.

Before he could finish his plea, a surge of sword energy pierced through his back, passing through his heart.

"You..." he struggled to utter a single word before collapsing to the ground, instantly losing his life.

"This is the fate of those who dare to bully Billy!" Ivy Chandler said calmly as she walked towards Humphrey Morse.

"Elder Second!" The disciples of Spirit Wing Pavilion also cried out in sorrow.

"I'm sorry, it was my momentary confusion. Please, noble lady..." Humphrey Morse knew he was no match for Ivy Chandler and chose not to run. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"In consideration of Harlan Holmes, I will spare your life, but for joining them in bullying Billy, you may escape death, but you cannot escape punishment!" Ivy Chandler's melodious voice interrupted his words. As her words fell, a surge of sword energy pierced Humphrey Morse's Dantian, shattering his cultivation completely.

Humphrey Morse spat out a mouthful of blood, once again sitting down like a deflated ball. Meanwhile, his formerly jet-black hair rapidly turned white, his skin wrinkled, and his overall vitality dwindled. He aged rapidly, appearing much older than before. Compared to the previously spirited Second Elder of the Morse family, he looked like a different person altogether. Humphrey Morse had lived for nearly two hundred years, relying on his continuously advancing martial arts cultivation. As long as he broke through the bottleneck of the Half-Step War God-Emperor in the next step, he had a chance to extend his life by another hundred years. But now, with his cultivation lost, his body's organs would naturally age rapidly, just like Inkforge. He wouldn't live more than a month.

"Elder Second!" Clara Morse ran over, tears streaming down her face.

"Young Miss, when you return, please tell the master, not to antagonize King of the West from now on..." Humphrey Morse struggled to speak. "In fact, we were all wrong... We, the ancient martial arts world, have always thought our status and position were above the secular world, looking down on it. But under the sky, there is no land that doesn't belong to Glavale. How can we deceive ourselves into thinking tha Glavale's fate is unrelated to ours. Lips die, teeth grow cold, such a simple truth, why couldn't we understand it..." He paused briefly before continuing. "King of the West is a gift from heaven, a great blessing for our country. I believe that under their leadership, our Glavale will regain its former prosperity..."

"Tell the patriarch... destiny cannot be denied..."

"I understand, I will relay this to my father!" Clara Morse nodded through her tears.

Although Ivy Chandler hadn't killed him, she had destroyed his cultivation, and he didn't have

his sake, I'll grant you a few more years of life!" Ivy Chandler said softly. As her words fell, she flicked her

Secret Essences-truly an extraordinary

remove the needles, he'll live for nine more years.

surprise, then quickly

Morse, who had been in despair, now showed a

couldn't break through to the War God-Emperor realm within five years, he would have had at most ten years left to live. And within those five years, he had no confidence in achieving that breakthrough. After all, he had been stuck at the Half-Step War God-Emperor for nearly thirty years without any progress. Now, even though he had lost his cultivation, he still had nine more years to live. For him, it was

go now." Ivy

Billy. "King of the West, I

of the Morse family

they all walked down the mountain

into my own

not, you handled it well." Billy replied

relieved." Ivy

again for what you did for Uncle

a minor matter. Billy, you still remember it? I had already forgotten."

approached after dealing with

the high-level combatants from Ink Pavilion, besides Inkforge, there were two lords of them, both at the Half-Step War Emperor level. And both of them had fallen to Casey's blade. The rest, who were at the War Grandmaster level, met the same

Tortoise, it's been a while, and your cultivation has improved quite

to boss!"

how did you come here?" Stout asked timidly, looking as though he was afraid of being taken back to the