The legendary warrior

Chapter 91 In Death's Clutches

"It's such a pity that you're not an innate spirit!" Ricky remarked nonchalantly.

With a forceful tug, Ricky's saber slit open Lyndon's throat. Eyes wide in shock, Lyndon fell to the ground with his hands clutching his throat. Until his last gasp for air, he couldn't believe that Ricky had really dared to kill him.

"You... You even got the guts to kill Lyndon!? Aren't you scared that the Greenhill family will find you and avenge him?" Dora pointed her finger at Ricky and gasped in a trembling voice. She was utterly shaken.

"Even if I didn't kill him, his family would have been after me for defeating him in the contest because he had a personal grudge against me. Why shouldn't I make the best of things before his family sets out to find me?" Ricky said coolly.

After saying that, Ricky used his saber to carve a bloody sentence on Lyndon's arm, "Ricky from the Snow Sect was here!"

"What are you doing now!?" Dora exclaimed, now utterly aghast.

"What am I doing? Of course, I'm trying not to get the Shui Clan involved. I'm clearing their name," Ricky said seriously.

"Now, that's been enough for you, Dora. It's time for you to go back. After all, it's only supposed to be the established masters from the Shui Clan who are responsible for monitoring the assassins from the West Vanity Valley. If the people from the West Vanity Valley realize that you were here, the entire Shui Clan will be involved in something they don't deserve to!" Ricky continued, glaring at her so she would understand.

Without another word, Ricky turned and traveled speedily away.

Dora stood rooted in place, staring wistfully after him. To catch up with the Ricky would be impossible. And after seeing how ruthlessly Ricky had killed four people, Dora was at a loss for words.

Her curiosity had gotten her into unexpected trouble. She finally turned and decided to leave. As for whether she still had an interest in Ricky, only she knew. Or did she?

...

'Maybe it's time to go take a look at the Stone City!' Ricky thought as he was sprinting in the forest. He still didn't have a definite destination.

'It's high time to get square with the Nan Clan, Gilbert and the Bloody Gang, ' thought Ricky. Even though he knew that he couldn't just yet take down the Nan Clan and the so-called Bloody Gang, he was still capable of hurting them unexpectedly or obtaining some information.

After making his decision, Ricky carried on his journey in the direction of the Stone City.

But his trip did not go smoothly. After the two masters from the West Vanity Valley were found dead, they sent several troops of people to hunt Ricky down.

Each troop consisted of guards in the inferior stage of Blood Purification, ranging from the first to the third grade, and was led by warriors in the fourth grade of Blood Purification.

Other than that, the West Vanity Valley also sent warriors in the peak of Blood Purification to track Ricky down individually.

In the first day of his journey, Ricky was already met with an army of warriors. Ricky fought his way through them.

As a warrior in the third grade of Blood Purification possessing the ability to take down an opponent in a higher grade than him, Ricky easily withstood their attacks, even though there were two warriors in

the fourth grade of Blood Purification in the troop.

Ultimately, Ricky killed a few guards in the first grade of Blood Purification.

He did not bother to stick around after this, and relying on the deer cultivation method of the Five Beasts Arts, he easily lost them.

And so, in the following days, Ricky managed to simultaneously evade and kill the troops sent by the West Vanity Valley. With his astonishing capability and lightning speed, as well as his ability to detect attempted sneak attacks, Ricky was always successful.

In the end, not only did the West Vanity Valley fail to kill Ricky, over twenty of their guards were slain. When word got out, all of the spheres of influence in the west region of the Snow Land began to laugh at the West Vanity Valley.

The West Vanity Valley, disgruntled and bitter, commanded their troops to return. Now, they only sent warriors in the intermediate and advanced stages of Blood Purification to assassinate Ricky.

But Ricky was not stupid. He had anticipated this and concealed his traces.

Even though the West Vanity Valley had birds who could track him down, he could use the Devourer Zone to erase the traces he left behind. Once Ricky was determined to hide, killers from the West Vanity Valley were completely unable to find him.

When he was leaving the west regions of the Snow Land, Ricky hunted beasts in secret. Using the Devourer Zone, he absorbed their blood vitality and improved on his cultivation.

After around ten days, Ricky reached the peak of the third grade of Blood Purification through this tactic.

At this stage, Ricky didn't dare use his Devouring Skill anymore. He knew that if he did, there would be numerous defects and side-effects should he use this method to reach the fourth grade of Blood Purification.

He had to temper himself, settle down and get rid of all defects and side-effects to be able to pull off a breakthrough once he was in the peak of the third grade of Blood Purification.

After reaching the peak of the third grade of Blood Purification, Ricky had naturally made great progress with his fighting skills.

With this, Ricky was now ready to face the warriors of the fourth grade of Blood Purification who were sent by the West Vanity Valley to kill him. In the peak of the third grade of Blood Purification and the Third Degree of Nine-degree Body Refining Formula, together with the Devouring Skill, Ricky could easily kill an average warrior in the fourth grade of Blood Purification.

Once Ricky emerged from hiding, seven warriors from the West Vanity Valley in the fourth grade of Blood Purification immediately lost their lives.

Furthermore, Ricky faced several warriors in the fifth grade of Blood Purification to try his fighting skills. When he mustered all his strength, he was even able to harm a warrior in the fifth grade of Blood Purification. But judging from the level of his strength, there was still hard for him to kill them.

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When this news got around, the West Vanity Valley became the laughingstock among the various spheres of influence in the Snow Land once more.

The Shui Clan was extremely shaken by the news of Ricky's capability. They were well aware of his strength, but never expected to hear that Ricky managed to harm a warrior in the fifth grade of Blood Purification in such a short period of time.

...

After this incident, the West Vanity Valley withdrew their Blood Purification warriors, and now sent forth three Bone Reinforcement warriors to hunt Ricky down.

When the news got around, the entire west region of the Snow Land was flabbergasted. This was ridiculous! Sending Bone Reinforcement warriors to hunt down a mere warrior in the fifth grade of Blood Purification! That was making too big a fuss indeed.

But in considering the losses the West Vanity Valley incurred, it was understandable that they were now exhausting their resources.

...

Just then Ricky was sprinting in a remote area, yet to be informed of the great danger that was looming.

After a few hours of travel, Ricky finally made it out of the west region of the Snow Land.

'Once I get to the east region of the Snow Land, the West Vanity Valley will probably cease their hunt for me. After all, it will no longer be their turf anymore, ' Ricky thought.

But he had underestimated their resolution to kill him.

In the eastern region of the Snow Land where Ricky had just passed, a humongous, ferocious vulture swooped down from the sky.

It was a Black Venomous Vulture. Once it reached peak maturity, it had fighting skills equal to a warrior in the advanced stage of Blood Purification. But that was not what Ricky's eyes immediately focused on. What was more fearsome was the old man crouching on the back of that Black Venomous Vulture.

He had a scrawny figure like a wooden stick, looking as if he could be swept away anytime.

But Ricky could aptly sense the immense spiritual power that circulated inside that old man's body.

'This is a powerful master. He is at least at the peak of Blood Purification, otherwise he wouldn't have tamed a fierce beast of that level!' Ricky thought with a gasp.

And judging from the clothes that the old man was wearing, Ricky now had a good idea of who exactly he was.

'If a miracle doesn't happen today, I will probably die out here, '

Ricky thought grimly as he ran in the fastest possible speed he could manage and dove back into the thick forest.