Chapter 803: Chapter 803 A Devastating Golden Light
I had long suspected that Ms. Zackary, a spinster without children, was wholly devoted to the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
People like her would never betray the Capital City Martial Arts Association, even if it cost them their lives.
Since Ms. Zackary cared so deeply about Leticia, I was left with no alternative.
I grabbed the beaten Leticia, spun around and started to leave.
Right then, Ms. Zackary moved forward and blocked my path.
She stared at me intensely, her voice slightly rough as she demanded, "Let him go!"
I sneered, "Don’t you get what I’m telling you?"
Killing intent burst from Ms. Zackary. She glared at me furiously, screaming with everything she had, "Let him go!!!"
Despite Ms. Zackary’s desperate plea, I stayed unmoved.
I held Leticia and said coldly, "As long as you honestly guide me to the Mystic Realm, I naturally won’t kill him. Otherwise, get ready to bury his body!"
After saying this, I turned around and started to leave.
Right then, Ms. Zackary suddenly drew the Martial Saint Weapon!
She gripped the Martial Saint Weapon and screamed almost like a madwoman, "I’ll tell you again, let him go!!!"
The instant the Martial Saint Weapon appeared, everyone around immediately changed expressions and instinctively backed away.
Even Ignacio Richard’s face showed some worry.
He understood just how powerful this Martial Saint Weapon was!
Only I stayed calm. I stared coldly at Ms. Zackary, narrowing my eyes as I said, "Are you trying to threaten me?"
Ms. Zackary was past listening now. She clenched her teeth and said, "I’ll tell you one final time, release him!!"
"Never!" I replied coldly.
"Then die!!!"
With Ms. Zackary’s furious roar, the Martial Saint Weapon in her grasp immediately started glowing!
A second later, a Martial Saint’s aura flowed from it, charging straight at me!
I was gripping Leticia with one hand while my other hand formed a fist.
Endless energy rapidly gathered on my fist!
"So what if it’s a Martial Saint Weapon!" I roared angrily, then launched a punch with my mighty Golden Fist!
"Boom!"
A massive explosion erupted between us!
Light burst everywhere, and my brilliant Golden Light proved so devastatingly powerful that it shattered the Martial Saint Aura!
"Thud thud thud!"
Under this fierce strike, Ms. Zackary was pushed back several steps, even coughing up blood!
The Martial Saint Weapon in her hand was immediately damaged!
"You think just because you’re holding a Martial Saint Weapon, I’d fear you?" I said coldly.
My voice wasn’t loud, but it reached everyone’s ears!
The scene became deadly quiet, and everyone was stunned.
Even Ignacio Richard’s eyes went wide with shock!
"Did Mason Raymond... actually destroy the Martial Saint Weapon?"
"Has Mason Raymond gotten this strong now? Even a Martial Saint Weapon can’t stop him?"
"Unbelievable, has Mason Raymond actually reached Martial Saint level? But wasn’t it said that no one under Martial Saint could resist a Martial Saint Weapon?"
The scene buzzed with whispers, the well-dressed young men from noble families couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
Alberto Sean’s face grew even darker, and his fists clenched tight!
"Ms. Zackary, you should go back and talk this over with your bosses," I said coldly.
"Let him go!" The stubborn Ms. Zackary still wouldn’t give up.
I sneered, "I’m taking Leticia, and you can’t stop me."
With that, I grabbed Leticia and turned to go.
The crowd watched me leave, not daring to speak.
But they all knew that after today’s fight, I had truly made my mark.
And if the Great Families wanted to crush my growth, it might not be so easy anymore.
...
I didn’t go back to the Capital City Martial Arts Academy, but instead returned to the rented house where I used to live.
I tossed Leticia aside, sealing his life gate with my Qi to keep him alive for now.
The man with the mustache followed behind, muttering, "This Martial Saint Power is really terrifying!"
I couldn’t help but sigh, "Yeah, I’ve only borrowed the Martial Saint’s power, yet it’s this strong. If I actually enter the Martial Saint Realm, I can’t imagine how scary it would be!"
Just then, a pitiful sound came from the mustache man’s Spatial Magic Artifact.
"Dim Prison Jar!" The man with the mustache immediately pulled the Dim Prison Jar from his Spatial Magic Artifact.
This voice was definitely Colin Ava’s.
"Kill me... kill me..." Colin Ava almost begged.
I glanced at him and sneered, "As long as you give me the spiritual fire, I’ll naturally grant your wish."
"Just let me out of this jar, I’ll agree to anything..." Colin Ava pleaded desperately.
I looked at the man with the mustache and signaled him to release him.
The man with the mustache immediately understood and freed Colin Ava from the Dim Prison Jar without hesitation.
At this point, Colin Ava was completely unrecognizable. He crumpled on the ground, covered in blood, his aura extremely weak.
"Where’s the spiritual fire?" I asked coldly.
Colin Ava said weakly, "Mason Raymond, you...you’re vicious..."
After speaking, Colin Ava struggled to raise his palm, a small flame forming in it.
The flame was purple and roughly the size of a lotus.
Compared to my spiritual fire, Colin Ava’s flame looked pretty pathetic.
I immediately raised my hand, and my flames rose up.
Then, I used my own spiritual fire to consume Colin Ava’s fire.
In an instant, the flames were completely absorbed.
Colin Ava lifted his head and struggled to say, "Mason Raymond, can you let me live? I know you have big plans. I can help you with alchemy..."
I sneered, "I don’t need it. Your character is too rotten, and besides, I have a better option."
With that, I directly slapped Colin Ava’s body to pieces.
After killing Colin Ava, I placed the spiritual fire in my own palm.
This flame was clearly much larger, and the power had also grown much stronger.
"If I throw that ultimate punch now, the power might be even more terrifying," I thought to myself.
Growing spiritual fire is extremely hard, unrelated to spiritual power, it can only grow by devouring other flames.
I put away the flame. I looked up at the sky and said quietly, "Now everything depends on Ms. Zackary’s choice."
The man with the mustache said seriously, "Do you think Ms. Zackary would betray the Capital City Martial Arts Association for Leticia?"
I stayed quiet for a moment, then said, "I think she will. To Ms. Zackary now, Leticia is like her own son."
"Plus, at her age, she might already be longing for family warmth."
