The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 2144: Chapter 2144: Detached from the Fray, Sipping Tea and Watching the Battle

”Kill!”

With these words, there was nothing left to say; only fists would do the talking now.

The victor gains everything, and the loser loses everything!

The entire massive space instantly turned into a battlefield, and the clash of countless strong individuals caused significant destruction in a moment.

Carson Flores and his companions stayed at the very back, avoiding the terrifying shockwaves, and did not rush to act.

Even though they had the strength of a Heavenly Immortal, such scattered adventurers played little role in this battlefield.

The true core forces came from the Five Directions Immortal Sect and many other frontline powers. The combined effort of numerous Great Land Sovereigns slaughtered their foes, leaving the smaller soldiers for experts of their subordinates at the level of Celestial Horse Knights.

Though these were not as strong as Great Land Sovereigns, their cooperation, honed through their shared Sect origins, allowed their battle power to overlap, creating a formidable force.

Judith Hamilton wielded her magical treasure to block the flying spiritual energy impacts, shouting, ”What should we do?”

Mack Conley replied with a wry smile, ”Those two holes were opened by Ben Singleton; they lead to places where two large groups are trapped. It’s clear there’s no way out, and until Tatum Howard is killed, the only ones likely to leave here are Tatum and Ben Singleton.”

Callan Mason smiled wryly, ”This battlefield is too chaotic; we could easily suffer accidental injuries.”

Mack Conley took out an Array Plate from his space, ”This is the Five Extremes Formation. If we combine our power, perhaps we can defend against those attacking us since they won’t be too strong...”

Carson Flores shook his head, ”If a Great Land Sovereign casually passes by and notices our formation, a single attack could end us. Our priority now is to hide!”

”I have a magical treasure that can conceal us; I can ensure your safety if you trust me...”

Chana Hinton interrupted Carson, ”I trust you!”

Judith Hamilton added, ”I trust you too. We have an oath; you wouldn’t harm us.”

Callan Mason hesitated, ”I have no problem with that.”

Mack Conley quickly put away the Array Plate, saying, ”If they all agree, I have no problem either.”

The Three Saints Sect had once hunted them across the continent. Although Carson wanted to protect them, he wasn’t willing to expose his cards and identity. He took out the Windroll Banner.

”Relax; trust me, I promise you will be safe!”

The Windroll Banner enveloped everyone, smoothly pulling them inside. The banner quickly shrank to the size of a scroll, which he then discreetly hid within the Ethereal Pagoda.

This action did draw some attention since they were previously Ben Singleton’s companions, including a Great Land Fairy-level general who turned amidst his busy schedule, reaching out towards Eddie Olsen.

The space around Carson instantly collapsed and contracted; he let out a cry, and his body immediately turned into a mist of blood.

This scene shocked everyone around.

Darn, they thought these people, accompanying Ben Singleton, might be hidden experts, yet they were just rookies, easily killed?

It seems Ben Singleton traveled with them only to disguise his own identity, silently entering here and waiting for a chance to strike.

Those observing Carson’s squad quickly dismissed them upon his death.

With so many matters to handle on the scene, who had the time to care for the dead?

Ben Singleton turned back, looking at the blood mist that was Carson Flores. His brows furrowed briefly, surprise flickered in his eyes, but they quickly turned calm again.

This kid was even more formidable than he thought; that person who was killed must have been his Incarnation, right?

For his Incarnation to be so seamless, there was only one possibility—the Bloodline Clone Divine Ability!

He, possessing the Bloodline Clone Divine Ability with just the skill of a Heavenly Immortal, was indeed interesting!

Just as Ben Singleton turned back, Tatum Howard moved.

He didn’t charge at Ben Singleton but flew towards the ceiling of the great hall with incredible speed.

Ben Singleton hadn’t even turned his head fully, but his hands were already moving.

The Nether Emperor Sword swept, and a Sword Light chased after Tatum Howard.

This Sword Light had nothing fancy about it—simple, just like a spiritual energy strike from an ordinary cultivator. Yet it carried a terrifying and dreadful ripple of power.

A robust-looking, giant-like general, glowing with golden light, charged from the side, wielding his weapon at the Sword Light while shouting, ”To harm my king, you must first...”

Before he could finish, the Sword Light clashed with his weapon.

His weapon twisted and shattered, scattering off; the Sword Light passed through his Primordial Spirit, continuing its pursuit of Tatum Howard.

The general’s body suffered no damage, but his eyes flashed an immensely frightened expression.

He looked down at his chest, where the Sword Qi had passed, causing ripples, as if a stone was thrown into calm water, sending out rings of ripples.

From where the Sword Qi passed, ripples began to form in his Primordial Spirit, spreading across his body, causing him to break into minute fragments.

As the ripples covered him, his entire Primordial Spirit shattered like a bulb, breaking into countless fragments, scattered in the air, blown apart by the surrounding berserk spiritual energy, disappearing completely.

Instant kill!

Though the general’s Primordial Spirit had at least the strength above a Supreme Immortal, against Ben Singleton’s sword, he stood no chance.

The Sword Light, having killed the blocking general, continued its pursuit of Tatum Howard.

Tatum Howard struck the center of the vast underground space’s dome with his left hand while punching the oncoming Sword Light with his right.

”Boom!”

The enormous collision transformed into intensely violent waves, spreading outwards, causing untold calamities instantly.

The unfortunate included adventurers and subordinates of Emperor Howard. In this confined space—a tomb in essence—until the Formation was broken, there was nowhere to escape.

Amidst the chaotic shockwaves, no one noticed a small tower carried away by energy, rolling off to a pile of bluestone formed when Ben Singleton breached the wall, slipping under the stones, appearing dead, like trash—a perfect mimicry of its surroundings, doing nothing further.

Inside the tower, Carson Flores sat cross-legged in the grand hall, a tea table before him, holding freshly brewed tea, with the Windroll Banner beside.

Taking the teacup Delarosa handed, Carson smiled, sipping the tea, ”Great tea! Now we can enjoy the show...”