After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 558 - 522: Lord of Hell? Collision of Big Bosses! (2nd Update)

Chapter 558: Chapter 522: Lord of Hell? Collision of Big Bosses! (2nd Update)

"Who are you?"

He hooked his lower lip, revealing a smile mixed with a touch of desolation.

It was not a friendly smile.

"Snap!"

Two people descended from the sky.

The strength struck the man’s back, making a clashing noise.

Chloe Stephens stepped back, watching them coldly.

Allen Godfrey stepped forward, and the opponent recognized him. "Allen Godfrey, you’re not dead yet."

"How can I die if you’re not dead," Allen Godfrey drew a faint line in the air, creating an invisible barrier between them.

It held the man back from advancing.

However, the Black Hole behind the man instantly shifted, suddenly moving to the other side of the barrier.

Allen Godfrey’s heart sank.

This man’s witchcraft had become even more powerful than before.

He alone halted as the others retreated.

"Saint Yellen."

Allen Godfrey called out his real name.

Saint Yellen’s thin lips curled slightly: "I didn’t expect we would meet in such a way. Since the truce was signed a century ago, we haven’t seen each other."

"If you know about the truce, why do you breach it and show up here." Allen Godfrey’s expression was cold, and he sent out an invisible force with a wave of his palm.

Saint Yellen laughed coldly, "You’re still the same, always liking to attack from behind. You haven’t changed in all these years."

Using the Black Hole’s flicker, Saint Yellen kept changing positions at will.

Seeing his skillful use of the Black Hole, Allen Godfrey seemed to have discovered something. "Even if you are alive, you cannot escape the fact that you need to be nurtured. You can’t leave the Black Hole behind you."

Saint Yellen was not embarrassed or annoyed when he exposed.

Austin Godfrey suddenly appeared behind him, releasing a dark force from nowhere that caught his Black Hole.

Then he slammed it hard.

Saint Yellen was thrown towards the ground in a sorry state, and in the next second, he returned to the Black Hole, reappearing on the other side with a gloomy expression on his face. "Who are you?"

"Meow."

The black cat suddenly jumped out, opened his bloody mouth wide, and bit at Saint Yellen.

Saint Yellen raised his hand and cast a spell, which restrained the black cat.

The black cat shook violently, breaking the binding spell, moving incredibly fast.

"Hell’s Spirit Cat!"

Saint Yellen blurted out in surprise, then looked at Austin Godfrey in shock, "You’re the legendary Lord of Hell!"

Austin Godfrey’s handsome face showed no change in expression. He turned into a wisp of smoke, dragged the black mist behind him and appeared behind Saint Yellen, lifting a heavy punch.

"Bang!"

Saint Yellen was not an easy opponent either. He turned around and use spell to shatter Austin Godfrey’s Qi.

In the end, Austin Godfrey was not powerful enough, and was beaten back several steps. Allen Godfrey then came forward and took over Saint Yellen’s curse.

A stream of milky-white gas was injected into the Black Hole, and after flickering, Saint Yellen was pulled by something and thrashed while he was halfway into the Black Hole.

He looked dignified, without any embarrassment.

The confrontation between the masters happened only in a flash.

They attacked back and forth several times, using less than a minute.

Saint Yellen closed the Black Hole, formed a hand seal, and slapped at the void underground.

A star array was formed, clashing with the ancient earth array.

It caused a shudder.

Outside.

"Hiss!"

Len Hawthorne made a turn with the car and stopped. "Get out."

Ethan Coates: "???"

The next second, he was pushed out of the car door and thrown onto the street.

Len Hawthorne abandoned the car halfway, using a few flashes to send himself several hundred meters away using Qi.

In less than three minutes, Len Hawthorne, smoking, stood at the high ground of the ancestral home, looking down.

Len Hawthorne clicked his tongue twice, "What are you guys doing? Do you know you’re violating international treaties?"

A slender finger flicked out a black card, "This is for you. If you don’t want to be trapped and die in here, get out right now."

Saint Yellen looked up and saw an unbeatable man staring at them with eyes as icy-cold as ice.

Those were eyes even more unforgettable than those of the ghosts from Hell.

They had a faint dark red to them, yet it made people feel that this person was exceptionally righteous.

"You’re that person from the Slaughter Squad." Saint Yellen held the black card, his thin lips lifted in disdain.

Of those standing here, he had lived the longest, from one century to another, long enough for these people to die thousands of times.

"You’re from the Land of the Prophet?" Len Hawthorne stared at him: "Have we met somewhere before?"

"The moment I saw you, I felt annoyed," Saint Yellen’s smiling face instantly darkened, and he looked at Len Hawthorne as if he were looking at an enemy. As soon as the Black Hole opened, he flashed into the sky and aimed several binding spells at Len Hawthorne.

Len Hawthorne felt his movements restricted, as if something was gnawing at his body!

But the next second, as soon as those things touched his blood, it was like being melted by magma, without any effect on him.

Saint Yellen’s expression was solemn and shocked.

Even more shocked than before, "How is that possible!"

He tried both dark witchcraft and light witchcraft again, but neither worked on him.

This was extremely bizarre!

Len Hawthorne’s black eyes slowly turned dark red, becoming more and more enchanting!

A bewitching cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I’m the nemesis of you witchcraft users!"

His strength spread out, pressuring everything around.

Saint Yellen was unable to breathe instantly, his body uncontrollably rushed downward, heavily crashing to the ground.

Len Hawthorne still stood on the high ground, looking down on the disheveled Saint Yellen.

Witchcraft wasn’t completely useless against him, at least that one hit had caused him to lose control.

Len Hawthorne’s dark red eyes gradually turned blood-red, and his black hair grew whiter.

Under the moonlight, he seemed to have ascended to another realm, his body continuously exuding a holy aura.

Washing away the evil energy in his body.

He clenched his teeth as if to crush them, forcing himself to hold back, not allowing himself to lose control in this place.

Large beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

His appearance returned to normal as he took several heavy breaths, finally calming the turmoil in his heart.

Although it was just a momentary change, several people had felt his bizarre transformation.

Allen Godfrey furrowed his brows, feeling that something was off with Len Hawthorne tonight.

He was actually able to suppress this old fellow.

If it weren’t for being in the ancestral home, they wouldn’t even have had the chance to touch their opponent.

Yet Len Hawthorne had managed to come this far under such circumstances.

This wasn’t a miracle, it was terrifying!

Saint Yellen stared intently at Len Hawthorne, "You’re not an ordinary ancient martial artist, who are you?"

"The captain of the Slaughter Squad."

Len Hawthorne swallowed a mouthful of blood, looking over at Chloe Stephens.

There was a clear tremor in Chloe’s eyes.

It was as if something had struck her heart, unable to calm down for a long time.

Saint Yellen didn’t believe it at all.

He looked at Austin Godfrey, then back at Len Hawthorne.

The identities of these two men were so mysterious that they piqued his interest.

"Next time, I won’t choose to come here based on your, Allen Godfrey’s, aura. You, and you, I’ll remember," Saint Yellen swept his gaze over Austin and Len Hawthorne, the Black Hole opened, and he vanished in an instant.

The ancestral home became quiet again.

Austin Godfrey looked at Len Hawthorne intently.

Len Hawthorne gritted his teeth and spoke slowly, "Little Chloe, my people will be here soon to take you back. I have some things to do, and I need to leave first."

He turned around, descended from the high ground, and disappeared into the night.

He had no time to deal with Allen and the others now as his body felt like it was going to explode. Something terrifying was about to break out and couldn’t be suppressed any longer.