The Eve father and son stood there stunned, their throats working as they swallowed hard.
They couldn't fathom how three half-step Martial Sages had just died in front of me like that!
What level had my cultivation reached by now?
Why was my advancement so ridiculously quick?
I walked over to the three corpses, extracted their golden cores, and tucked them into my Spatial Magic Artifact.
Then I turned my cold gaze toward Aiden Eve.
"Give me the Stone of Heaven and Earth, and I'll let you live," I said flatly, settling onto the sofa.
Aiden Eve found some backbone and said, "The Stone of Heaven and Earth came from our forefathers. If..."
"I don't want to hear your excuses. The Stone of Heaven and Earth isn't essential to me. Either fork it over, or I'll forget about it," I said with clear menace in my voice.
