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Chapter 5581

Zeke's expression was nothing but arrogant as he spoke. He was the Four Profound

Heavenly General, and hardly saw Ambrose as a threat at all.

F*ck!

Ambrose cursed at the situation to himself, his expression darkening.

It had been so difficult to get out of the Hidden Hero Sect. There was no way he was going

back.

At the thought, Ambrose gave Heather a gentle nudge." Leave with the baby first,

Heather. I'll hold him back.” His voice was firm, not leaving any room for questioning.

He knew that he had not recovered yet, and fighting with Zeke would only bring him

nothing but trouble. Yet this was better than just sitting and awaiting his death.

Ambrose had thought it through. He was going to do his best to hold Zeke back, so that

Heather could leave with the baby.

"No, I shan't..."

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As the words rang through the air, Heather grew panicked as she shook her head firmly.

"I'm not leaving without you by my side." The pair had gone through so much together,

and Heather’s last priority was life or death now.

Ambrose was just about to say more, but Zeke cut him off.

"All this whining..."

Zeke's expression was nothing but mocking, speaking in a tone devoid of any emotion.

"None of you are going to be able to leave today. I'd give it up if I were you."

As he spoke, Zeke turned to cast a glance at Prince Auten.

This man radiated a pretty strong aura, but did not look familiar at all. He probably had

nothing to do with the Hidden Hero Sect.

At the thought, Zeke said to Prince Auten, "This is an affair of the Heaven Watchers. Get

out of here if you have nothing to do with it, or you'll face the same punishment." His tone

was nothing but arrogant, leaving no room for retaliation.

Whew...

Prince Auten took a deep breath as he sensed Zeke's arrogance, his chest flaring up with

annoyance.

Mother*cker, who was this lowly general to put on airs in front of him?

Prince Auten was nothing but frustrated then, but quickly calmed down. He remembered

that he still looked like

Adam Bedford, and his fairy soul had not been restored yet.

Just then. Prince Auten forced out a smile as he said to Zeke, "I was just passing by. I'll be

on my way." He turned to leave immediately, walking off in big strides.

Zeke let out a breath of relief at the sight. One less problem for him.

Yet he did not know that Prince Auten had not really left, but hid behind a tree to spy on

what was happening.

It had been so difficult to run into Darryl's son. How could he leave just like that?

"You two."

Just then, Zeke's gaze was razor-sharp as he took in the sight of Ambrose, before looking

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at Heather. "I'm not going to waste my words. Give up now."

A strong force burst from Zeke as he spoke and he quickly raised his hand.

Zeke appeared to move slowly, but the blow landed square onto the Tyrant Hammer.

Ambrose's expression shifted as he let out a dull hum, feeling as if an immensely powerful

force had struck him.

"Ugh..." Ambrose frowned as he caught his balance, blood spraying from his mouth.

Despite the fact that Ambrose was one of the strongest fighters in the Nine Continents, his

internal energy had not fully recovered yet, making him no match for Zeke at all.

Heather could not help but cry out at the sight, "Brother Ambrose..."

Ambrose gritted his teeth, shaking his head to indicate that he was fine.

"You there."

Just then, Zeke stared at Ambrose coldly as he said the

words one by one. "Since you insist on fighting till the very end, I'll just have to teach you

a lesson."

As the final word rang through the air, Zeke raised his right hand. All that could be seen

was a brilliant flash of golden light that burst in Ambrose's direction.

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