After tidying up the scene, William Clark carefully hurried along the road with the thick-backed blade on his back. After traveling several miles, William Clark grew increasingly alarmed. In just this short distance, he had run into three or four groups of people. All of them were dressed in martial attire and were clearly part of the same group as the three he had killed earlier. They were extremely vigilant, searching everywhere with great caution. Even though William Clark moved very carefully, he was almost discovered several times.

"This can't go on! These people are very experienced in searching—thorough and meticulous. The longer I wait, the more likely I am to be found. If I want to get out of this forest and return to Sanhe Town, it looks like I'll have to go on a killing spree!" As William Clark thought this, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and his body moved like a ghost, silently approaching a search squad...

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On top of a small hill, a middle-aged man in a red robe stood like a statue, carrying a single saber on his back.

The middle-aged man in red was named Robert Harris, the third elder of the Zhou family in Qingsang City, responsible for the family's external affairs. This time, he had brought a group of family experts with the goal of searching for a blade tip left behind by an ancient mighty figure.

This blade tip, left behind by an ancient mighty one, first appeared in a shabby trading market and was later purchased by a martial artist at the eighth level of martial cultivation. After receiving a report from his subordinates, Robert Harris immediately sensed that this blade tip was extraordinary, so he quickly gathered the family's experts to hunt down that eighth-level martial artist.

That eighth-level martial artist was no ordinary person. Although Robert Harris himself was stronger and had many subordinates to help, the target still managed to escape several times, and more than thirty of Robert Harris's own experts had died at his hands.

Although the cost of the pursuit was high, Robert Harris did not regret it at all.

Based on the information he had gathered, Robert Harris already knew the purpose of the blade tip. It turned out that this blade tip contained a trace of the spirit and will of the ancient mighty one. The spirit and will of such figures often contained insights into martial arts. These ancient mighty ones were all people who could fly through the sky and move mountains and seas—their martial arts attainments were unimaginable. If one could obtain their martial insights, the entire family would benefit endlessly. As for Robert Harris himself, he could easily break through his current level and become a ninth-level martial expert, one of the top masters in Qingsang City.

Robert Harris was only in his seventies. If he could become a ninth-level martial artist, it would mean he had a chance to reach the peak of the ninth level in his lifetime and even attempt to break through to the legendary True Dao realm.

True Dao! The legendary realm where one could live two or three hundred years and split mountains and rocks with a wave of the hand! Just thinking about this realm made Robert Harris excited.

To advance to True Dao, he was determined to get this blade tip! Whoever stands in his way, be they man or god, he would kill them!

A martial artist at the fourth level of martial cultivation rushed over. Robert Harris came back to his senses and saw that the newcomer was his second disciple, Charles Harris.

Robert Harris slowly asked, "Any news?"

Charles Harris respectfully replied, "Master, so far there is no news of the target. However, in a certain forest, we lost three squads, which is probably related to the target. We are currently searching and pursuing with all our strength."

Robert Harris asked slowly, "What kind of weapon killed the three squads?"

A strange look appeared on Charles Harris's face as he said, "The three squads, nine people in total, were all cut in half by someone. The killer's cultivation wasn't high, probably only at the late stage of the second level, but judging by his methods, he may have mastered a very powerful blade technique and was extremely ruthless in battle—several people were hacked into pieces. I estimate that this person's true strength is comparable to a peak second-level martial artist, and killing others at the same level would be easy for him."

"The ninth level of martial arts—each level is a whole new world. Generally speaking, killing across levels is extremely difficult. This person is only at the second level, yet he has repeatedly killed our people. He is not to be underestimated."

After listening, Robert Harris pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that this person who suddenly appeared will require someone at the third level to deal with him. There are many adventurers within a hundred miles, and we need to keep them suppressed, so we can't spare the manpower. Here's what we'll do: notify your fourth junior brother and have him go to that forest to eliminate the target as quickly as possible."

Charles Harris was a bit surprised and said, "Master, although fourth junior brother has the strength of the third level, he is only twelve years old and lacks experience. Is it appropriate to have him deal with such a ruthless person?"

The fourth junior brother Charles Harris mentioned was actually Samuel Harris's only son, Benjamin Harris. Benjamin Harris was recognized as a genius in the Zhou family. Though young, his strength was formidable, and he had already reached the third level of martial cultivation. If it were an ordinary third-level expert, Charles Harris would be pleased, but the problem was that Benjamin Harris was Robert Harris's only son. If something happened to him while killing the enemy, the consequences would be very serious.