The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Holy Law Sect was on the rapid rise in the Naran Continent, and entering it to train was definitely an excellent choice but he rejected it.

Levos was fumed and the remaining six were shocked as well. But they were not ordinary people, though, incidents like this were rare but similar things occurred on many occasions.

Orama breathed out smoke, smiling as he glanced at Zulfi Dimitry, before speaking towards Shifa Pista beside him, "Are you willing to enter my Duo-Mountain Peak?"

Shifa Pista nonchalantly shook her head.

As such, only she also rejected the offer.

At that time, Morther of Dragon Bone Pavilion looked at the man a little behind this group. He was amongst the thousands of other disciples who couldn't enter the Spirity Tower.

"You, big guy. Would you like to join Dragon Bone Pavilion, your body is very suitable to my teachings, be my disciple."

Everyone turned around to look at that man, even Ezra was curious until his eyes widened and he laughed. It was none other than Argus Woska, a monstrous genius who rivals the likes of Zulfi Dimitry and Shifa Pista.

Earlier, Victor Brownmane sneaked attacked him along with his people and injured him. He couldn't have his name on the tablet, so he was left over.

He became gloomy over this fact, the other two who had 6th-grade martial spirits like him were inside the Spirity Tower while he was outside.

"I am really sorry senior, but I can not join as I will follow my prince." The reply of Argus was direct and clear.

Levos turned towards another unparallel genius and asked. "Xyr, would you join Holy Law Sect. With that, the entire cult of djinns will bow before you."

He was a man with dual spirits, a mighty one who had the capability to defeat John Stark.

Xyr was not a man who would care about anyone. "No, I will follow Master Ezra as well."

"Huh!

"Eh!"

"Master Ezra!?"

"Did he call our prince his master?"

"Is he from Bloodfang as well?"

Every gaze in the area looked over. Everyone knew that the prince of Bloodfang Kingdom, Ezra Zephyr was the most outstanding in this batch's Spirity Bailiwick.

Sure enough, Morther smiled and said, "Ezra Zephyr, you are the person that I want my sect to have. But unfortunately, you hold a very strange power, sucking the life force out of a body to refine as a material is very evil."

Ezra's eyes widened when he heard that, he felt killing intent from all the 7 envoys, including the well dressed man who he offered tea. Even though his face looked sad but he still was willing to kill Ezra for the sake of the sect.

"I shall have your head." Cried Levos as he launched a giant palm at Ezra.

It was fast, way too fast for him to dodge and way too powerful for him to block. He gritted his teeth and in a miniscule amount of time.

~BOOOOOMMM~

A gigantic explosion erupted, and all the sects present were shocked.

"Hehe, just because you are afraid of a young lad, you went on to exterminate. Let me be the seer of your inner thoughts, you all were afraid that if he join any other sect then he could emerge on top.

That's why to avoid any trouble you lots colluded to terminate him, even though you all know that the boy with the sword is not the 1st ranker. But, you didn't investigate and accepted what he said because deep inside you all know who the real 1st ranker was.

And the biggest gift for the 1st ranker is that he could select any sect he wants from 1st degree to 5th degree. You hypocrite mongrels, you all wear white shiny clean clothes but you are polluted to the core, hehehe."

He was the man who laughed at Levos during his speech, the envoy of a 2nd-degree sect.

"How dare you!?" Levos was enraged.

"A mere 2nd-degree sect dare to raise voice against the 1st-degree sect!" Said the envoy of Sword Mastery Abode, Blade.

"Don't waste time and kill him, set an example of hierarchy." The Sorcerer of Continental Magic Academy named Deonis said.

"You, what is the name of your sect? I will exterminate it from the land. Reveal your face." Said Morther in an angry voice.

All the other sects were terrified, they were willing to stand beside that man but they had no power. The top 7 sects are enemies of each other but when it comes to an outside force, they unite on every platform.

The man uncovered his face as he chuckled. "I am Xavier."

The faces of the 7 envoys changed, they knew who Xavier was. The man continued. "Envoy of Spirit Devouring Mountain, hehehe."

"What! The Spirit Devouring Mountain!"

"The savages are back!"

"The former member of 7 sacred sects, have come back."

At that time, Ezra's eyes widened and his heartbeat paced. "Spirit Devouring Mountain, the sect whose master fought against Ayrton! They are still active!?"

"Xavier, don't interfere, this youth must be killed." Said Levos.

"I can't let you do that, there is a possibility that he might join our sect." Replied Xavier.

Blade scoffed. "Hmph, who would join the sect of savages who even lost their rank."

"Do you want to declare war on us 7 sects? Are you willing to fight us all 7 alone?" Morther uttered dominantly.

"Who said he is alone?" A thunderous voice resounded, and everyone looked in the direction, where the voice came from.

Three men were floating as they moved towards the envoys.

A terrifying presence could be seen around the frontman, he was a 7 feet tall man, and his muscles were more like boulders.

Morther, who was the strongest amongst the 7 sacred sects' envoys was 6'7 feet tall. But now, he looked like a dwarf in front of this man. Black smoke type sleeveless gi was worn by him, his thick and big arms were palpable.

Besides him was a brown man, who was slightly shorter than him. He was the Bearman who worked for Brownman Empire as an independent martial master and got defeated by Feroza. His name was Fomeid.

The 3rd figure was looking below to where Ezra was, his eyes glued on Ezra.