Walter stood up and could not help but ask, "Sir, is this woman really that important?"

Maurice's face revealed intense ambition. "Important? She's more important than anything else! A person who has lived from the Solarian Period until now without aging a day—what kind of existence do you think that is? Moreover, this person supposedly holds the secrets of the Four Ancient Realms!

"If we can capture her, then it's not impossible for the Driscolls to produce an unprecedented martial god!"

Walter's eyes showed shock and terror.

A martial god was the absolute pinnacle of martial arts, a legendary level of power.

With his current martial strength, Walter could already walk sideways through Gabo Creek province without fear. But in front of a martial god, he was no mightier than a blade of grass before a hurricane—no, scarcely even the dew upon it.

...

The next day dawned bright and clear with beautiful weather. The moment Andrew woke up, he felt something was off.

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