After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 113 - 092: Water Dungeon (2 more updates)

Chapter 113: Chapter 092: Water Dungeon (2 more updates)

"Whoosh!"

The black cat flopped down, exhausted.

Chloe Stephens felt dizzy from the impact as well.

Using their power like this, she didn’t know how long it would take to recover.

"Meow."

A weak cry.

Chloe Stephens didn’t have the energy to deal with it.

After she shifted her attention, there was nothing left to investigate in River East Village.

Patrick Lewis sneaked into River East Village and carefully entered the Divinity Temple.

Inside, there were only nameless wooden plaques, and no valuable items to be found.

Nor was there anything unusual.

After coming out, Patrick Lewis conveyed the truth to the Fisher Family.

"That’s right, there’s no trace of anything. It’s as if everything vanished all of a sudden," he reported back, causing Zachary Fisher to fall into deep thought.

Could it be that the things inside the Divinity Temple could move?

If so, it would explain why so many people had been fruitlessly searching for years.

They had been looking in the wrong direction all along.

After completing his task, Patrick Lewis returned to the house to see Riley Downing sitting quietly there.

"Uncle Lewis went out to help the Fisher family behind my back again? Uncle Lewis doesn’t even need to follow their orders."

"Riley, the Fisher family has been watching you. If they threaten your life, I still have to do it."

"I’ll become stronger, even stronger than Brother Filbert." Riley gritted his teeth. "Uncle Lewis, I’ll grow stronger and find evidence to prove my parents’ death."

Seeing Riley determinedly vowing, Patrick Lewis sighed, "Right now, we can’t make any moves."

Riley looked aggrieved as he said, "Uncle Lewis, you have to include me next time you do something."

Patrick Lewis nodded in agreement.

*

At that time, in a neighboring country.

Mallory disguised himself as a local, keeping an eye on a national embassy.

As someone came out, he immediately followed.

What were the Roland family and the embassy personnel conspiring together?

Soon after the man left, a group of Roland family members sneaked into the embassy from behind.

Mallory cursed softly as he almost fell for their trap.

He returned to his original position, watching as they secretly transported something out of the embassy.

"Who–" Mallory had barely followed for a short distance when he was discovered.

He was immediately pulled by a force and hit hard, almost cutting him in half.

Mallory was thrown out and smashed into the corner of a house.

Two shadows swept across like the wind, one of them grabbed his neck and lifted him up effortlessly.

"Someone’s coming."

Another person suddenly urged.

"He saw us."

"Kill him now..."

Mallory was scared and hastily cast some witchcraft spells.

The Roland family members couldn’t help but look at him with surprise.

The person behind them said, "Take him with us."

They dispelled Mallory’s witchcraft spells and knocked him out before taking him away.

*

The cleanup team retreated.

The Stephens and Taylor families were now free to act openly.

They secretly sent people into River East Village and came up with the same findings as Patrick Lewis.

Nothing.

The taboo had disappeared.

Yet, in Lych City, a strange magnetic field suddenly appeared.

The injured people of the Fisher Family were taken back to their family, and the Taylor Family set out to treat them.

It was impossible for the Fisher Family to hide their actions.

Zachary Fisher took the initiative to confess to the other two major families in Sheffield City that Lych City indeed had traces of another wave of energy.

Due to the cleaning team, the three major families tacitly joined hands and entered Lych City.

Len Hawthorne, who was far away in another city, received news about the three major families’ actions and did not make any moves.

A team member couldn’t help but wonder, "Team Hawthorne, if there’s something suddenly appearing in Lych City and they rush over, won’t it disturb the peace of Lych City?"

"They’re not that stupid."

"Didn’t they almost expose themselves last time in the mountain county? These big families don’t care about anything when they take action. Team Hawthorne, shouldn’t we go there and test the waters?" The team member felt that it would be more secure this way.

"No need. That Divinity Temple in Lych City might have nothing."

"Is Team Hawthorne so sure?"

"Stop talking nonsense and do your work."

Len Hawthorne dismissed the team member and took out the ribbon from his camouflage pocket.

He tried to destroy it, but he couldn’t.

He also tried to discard it, but it mysteriously returned to his hand, which was very strange.

He couldn’t destroy it or get rid of it.

In order to find the answer, he had to meet that celebrity.

*

The dark, sunless underwater prison.

The cold, iron door slowly separated the underground water. In this underwater prison, those with special abilities were detained.

People like Bryson Taylor were imprisoned here.

"Commander."

A fierce and menacing tall man approached, respectfully greeting Len Hawthorne.

The cigarette hanging from the corner of Len’s mouth moved as he asked, "Where’s the celebrity with the surname Coleman?"

"He’s in Room 308."

Each of the detention rooms here was made of special materials and was modified by a certain technology tycoon.

There were also traps set by the poisoner.

With the involvement of the mechanism master, the challenges here became complicated. Anyone who entered wouldn’t dare to think about escaping easily.

Room 308.

William Coleman sat inside, looking depressed as he grabbed his short hair.

This kind of detention was already too much for the crime he committed.

Moreover, he didn’t think he had committed a crime.

He vaguely realized that this place was not a simple prison for detention.

He couldn’t contact anyone and could only try to probe for information from those who brought the food, but these people had already undergone special training and wouldn’t reveal a single word.

A pair of military boots appeared in front of the door.

William Coleman suddenly looked up and saw a small glass window at the entrance through which he could see the outside situation.

Len Hawthorne pressed the intercom, "William Coleman?"

The man’s voice was somewhat languid, but the intimidating aura surrounding him could be felt.

William Coleman noticed the man’s camouflage attire, but that face... "gorgeous" was not enough to describe it.

Placed in the entertainment industry, no one could match such appearance.

His enchanting eyes narrowed slightly in the face of William’s stunned gaze, a faint and invisible cold sharpness flashing past.

It pierced out like a needle.

William Coleman suddenly came to his senses, "Who are you?"

Len Hawthorne pointed to the emblem on his shoulder and put the cigarette between his seductive lips, "I have a question for you."

William Coleman frowned, "Haven’t you asked enough already? I’ve answered everything I could. How long do you intend to keep me imprisoned? I didn’t commit any crime. What’s the meaning of arresting me like this?"

As his facial expression changed, the long scar on his face also became extremely ferocious.

As his anger flared up, his appearance turned ghastly, like a demon.

Len Hawthorne took out a lighter. A patrolling officer saw it and wanted to step forward to remind him that fire was not allowed here but didn’t dare.

Len Hawthorne held the lighter in his slender hand, not lighting the cigarette.

"I want to ask about a personal matter."