Chapter 317: Ethan took action

Ron was trying his best to stand up, but the pressure of a Tier 2 existence was just too much for him.

Even the ancestor of the Geymar Empire was not in a good position either, even though he was a Tier 1 being.

The middle-aged man slowly descended from the air.

He looked at Salazar, the ancestor, with disdain in his eyes.

"How did a pesky demon like you dare to attack someone from my Raven Empire? I really would like to know. Aren’t you afraid that the Ravens will simply destroy your little empire?"

Salazar was under so much pressure that blood was gushing out from his mouth and nose.

Before coming here, he had asked Leon if he was sure that this mysterious master of Celcia, the god bloodline holder, was really powerful enough to gamble their lives on.

Leon had assured him with a 100% guarantee, that’s why he intervened when Geros attacked Ron.

The man then looked at Ron. "You are just a kid, yet you have this much power? Tell me, boy, where did you get the opportunity? If you tell me, I’ll forgive your disrespect toward the Raven Empire.

Besides, I’ll personally make you the husband of the princess of the Raven Empire. What do you say?"

He released his pressure on Ron so that he could speak.

As soon as Ron got his freedom back, he roared, "Old dog, I’ll fuck you up if you don’t release him right now!"

Richard instantly turned red with absolute anger. He had been benevolent enough to release his pressure on him, as well as offering to make him the prince consort of the empire if he revealed his opportunity, yet he cursed him violently because of a demon.

It was unforgivable. He needed to die. Instantly, Richard gathered energy in his fist to obliterate Ron.

In the villa, Ethan was watching all of this.

He looked at Aurora.

"Say, Aurora, have I ever said I won’t help my disciple if he fell into a problem?"

Aurora shook his head.

"No, master. You haven’t."

"Then why is everyone behaving like I do not exist? Isn’t it obvious that he has a powerful master, that’s why he became this strong so soon?" Ethan had a look of confusion.

"When have cultivators become this dumb?"

"They are truly arrogant for an ant. Master, do you want me to teach them a lesson?" Aurora asked calmly.

"Let’s go out. Let’s have some fun." Both Ethan and Aurora vanished from the place.

The punch was still on its way to land on Ron, but suddenly Richard vanished from his spot and appeared in front of Geros, who was watching the scene of Ron’s doom with extreme smugness.

As soon as Richard appeared there, his full-velocity punch was already about to land on Geros. Geros’s face turned pale with horror.

But he didn’t even have the chance to scream, and Richard didn’t have the chance to stop his fist in time.

Boom!

It directly landed on him, and Geros turned into a blood mist instantly.

"Ah!" The other people who were also enjoying the show screamed in horror. Why would he kill someone from his own empire?

Richard stared at the scene like his soul had left his body—not because he had killed someone from his own empire, but because he didn’t understand how it happened. The absolute control over situations that he had enjoyed for thousands of years had crumbled today.

He had no idea what just happened.

He looked toward Ron, because two men had appeared beside him.

He couldn’t see their faces or sense their presence. They were like they didn’t exist at all.

"Brat, your mouth is really foul. But I like it. Go pummel him up," Ethan said to Ron.

Ron, Celcia, Leon, Timber, and Salazar for the first time saw Ethan’s body and heard his voice at the same time.

Salazar immediately understood that Leon hadn’t lied. They were now in the presence of a supreme being. He just didn’t know how powerful he was.

Ethan was someone who liked to bully the weak, though the weak had to be bullies themselves—that was the criteria.

Now that someone had bullied his disciple, he would bully them. He didn’t have any shred of dignity befitting a supreme being.

He always liked to do whatever he wanted. To him, becoming powerful meant absolute freedom. He wouldn’t be dictated by any law, not even moral ones. All that mattered to him was what he wanted.

Ron was flabbergasted. He could see Ethan’s face. Only those whom Ethan permitted could see him.

"Master is this handsome and young? I thought he would be an old man," both Ron and Celcia thought at the same time.

Ethan looked at Ron again.

"Why are you standing there? Go and beat him up. He can’t move."

Ron came to his senses and immediately dashed toward Richard. Ethan had only immobilized his limbs, but he could still think. If he wanted to and had any means to contact his superior through his mind, Ethan wouldn’t stop him.

Ron came in front of him and started smiling like a demon. Then he cracked his fists and—bam! pat! put! boom!—different cacophonies of beating echoed out.

Richard couldn’t even open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Ron was punching him, kicking him, and slapping him like no one’s business.

Everyone present there was watching the scene like zombies. They didn’t know what in the world was going on, but they all knew that right now, someone was pummeling a supreme existence of this world like a dog.

Ethan looked at Celcia.

"Kid, you’ve become powerful too, but you aren’t as strong as him. Go and pummel that man too. I’ll help you become stronger."

Celcia jumped up instantly. Her hands had been itching for a long time, but everyone here had been out of her reach, that’s why she was holding back her urge.

But now, her master had given her permission. Who could stop her?

Instantly, she dashed like a bullet train toward the man and started punching and kicking. Both Ron and Celcia came into perfect synchronization at that moment.

They were both beating him at the same time, yet neither of them had any problem. When Ron’s fist left his body, Celcia’s fist landed perfectly in its place.

After beating him for 30 minutes, Richard had almost become a lump of meat. As a second-tier existence, his healing ability was perfect, but Ethan had stopped that ability and also reduced his defense to the point that even if a little kid hit him without any power, he would still feel pain.

So you can imagine how pathetic his condition was right now.

"Okay, that’s enough," Ethan stopped them.

Both Ron and Celcia stopped and smiled at the same time. Their master had just allowed them to vent their frustration.

"Thank you, master," both of them bowed to him.

Ethan looked at Luke, who was standing there like a chicken, because his haughty and arrogant sword wasn’t speaking for a while. It had been shivering from the moment Ethan appeared.

Ethan looked at the confused Luke.

"You should also bow. You are my third disciple."

As soon as he said that, Luke’s sword roared in his mind,

"Bow down right away! If you can, go and lick his toes clean!"

Ethan looked at the sword with a smile that was not a smile.

The sword stopped talking again and continued shivering.

Luke bowed like Ron and Celcia.

"Thank you, master."

While they were celebrating, Richard had already sent his distress signal to the empire. He requested the presence of the ancestor.