The legendary warrior

Chapter 1403 Neil Dao

Boom! Boom!

Combined with the chaotic fire power, all of the power that Ricky had alighted burned aggressively. In the air in front of the Ultimate Golden Body's chest, it turned into ten golden balls.

If Ricky was as weak as he had been back in the Third Sheol City, he would have had to resort to using the power of the bright ancestral spirit to deal with Kohen. But now, he was so strong that he didn't need it.

The ten balls of golden light rose and spun in the air, transforming into golden palms. They drew closer together and merged into one large palm. An invincible momentum that was caused by the huge, golden palm fell from the sky, suppressing everything under it.

Bang! Bang!

When Ricky's golden palm and Kohen's spear collided, the sound that was created rang in the onlookers' ears.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Air waves covered the whole area, submerging it again. The battle should have been well-matched, but it was quickly turning into the opposite.

The golden palm pushed against the spear, shattering it inch by inch.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Within seconds, the spear no longer existed. Yet, the palm did not rest. It slammed into Kohen's free body.

Puff! Kohen bent over and spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground. Staggering backwards, he put hundreds of meters between him and Ricky.

"Ricky won the fight, and he did it so effortlessly!" the warriors that were standing around the battlefield exclaimed.

"There is no doubt that he is better and stronger than Kohen. He can fight against the geniuses in the inner region and win."

"If that's true, why didn't the people from the Free Palace send a real genius to stop Ricky?"

"That's because it's not far from the Misty South Palace. Do you think people from the Misty South Palace won't protect him? Plus, the members of the Misty South Shadow have protected Ricky in the past,"

a warrior replied.

"Kohen, you put up a good fight," Ricky said as he reeled all of his attacks back in and cupped his hands.

"Ricky, you have seven mutants and the chaotic power. You live up to your reputation," Kohen admitted as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then, he turned over his palm and gave the invitation letter to Ricky.

When the people from the Free Palace lost, it was a hard pill for them to swallow, but they couldn't break their promise.

"It's true. The people from the Free Palace keep their word. I admire them," Ricky said. "Thank you for giving me this invitation. If you need any help from me in the future, I will not refuse."

"Thank you. You won that invitation fair and square," Kohen said with a smile. There was no reason for him to hate Ricky just because he lost to him.

Turning around, he told the other warriors around him that they shouldn't hurt Ricky while he was within the territory of the Free Palace. Otherwise, the Free Palace would consider them enemies.

"It looks like people from the Free Palace are very open-minded, just like the rumor says," Mordechai said to the others as they regrouped and departed.

Because of Kohen's warning, Ricky and his companions didn't encounter any trouble in the territory of the Free Palace.

They made it all the way through the areas of several major forces before they met some warriors that wanted to attack them.

But there were no strong warriors among them, and Ricky and his team were not in any danger.

As long as they stayed in the inner region, they would be safe.

Six days later, they finally arrived in the territory of the Misty South Palace.

It was a long journey because the Misty South Palace was located in the center of the inner region.

"Now that we are in the territory of the Misty South Palace, we don't have to worry about running into any danger," Claire said, sighing out of relief.

'This is great! A new journey is about to begin!' Ricky thought, nodding his head in determination.

Ready to reach their destination, they activated the airship and headed for the Misty South Palace. They knew that the Misty South Palace had seven palaces, and they were located in the huge mountains.

The moment that the airship was propelled forward, a figure landed on it. The restrictions that had been placed around the airship to protect it had no effect on him at all.

He was young and dressed in tight, grey clothes.

His hair and eyes were also grey. He had a handsome, elegant face with gentle features. It was hard to tell how powerful he was because his aura was restrained, but it was clear that he was a powerful warrior because he could completely ignore the restrictions around the airship. The young man was a demi-saint. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Judging from your hair, you must be Ricky," the young man said with a smile.

"Yes, I am. Would you mind telling me who you are?" Ricky shot back, nodding his head.

"My surname is Dao, and my first name is Neil. The First Deputy Chief ordered me to wait for you here," the young man answered, smiling again.

"I see! You work for the First Deputy Chief!" Ricky replied, relaxing his vigilance.

"Neil Dao! Are you Mister Neil?" Claire exclaimed, staring at Neil with wide, expectant eyes.

"Mister Neil!" Ricky and the others exclaimed at the same time when they heard Claire's question. They raked their eyes over the young man in front of them again, wondering why they hadn't noticed it before.

They had heard a lot about Mister Neil.

Out of the seven palaces in the Misty South Palace, all of them except for the first one had the strongest talents. They were referred to as misters. The Fourth Mister that Ricky had met before was one of them.

The mister that resided in the first palace would be called the First Mister.

But there had never been a talent in the first palace that was able to defeat the other six misters and win the title of the First Mister.

However, that did not mean that the first palace had no top talents.

Currently, three geniuses lived in the first palace that had qualified to compete for the name of the First Mister. Neil Dao was one of them.

As a show of respect towards Neil Dao, the other talented warriors called him Mister Neil.

Mister Neil was one of the top geniuses in the continent.

His only downfall was the fact that he had not become the incredible demi-spiritual emperor in the previous road of martial arts.

"Nice to see you, Mister Neil!" Ricky and his companions greeted him.

"Now, now. We are all fellow disciples. There's no need to call me Mister Neil. Please call me Neil," Neil Dao said humbly, brushing them off.

"Sure, Neil!" Laughter rose from the group.

Neil didn't seem like an arrogant warrior. He was likeable and kind.

"All of the core disciples in the Misty South Palace are kind-hearted, unlike the geniuses from the other ancient clans and top forces, who are very arrogant and are not afraid to show that to the people that are beneath them," the Dragon Intent Grass said.

"That must be why the Misty South Palace is one of the strongest forces in the Misty South."

"In the world of martial arts, I think most people treat kind-heartedness like it is useless, but who knows?" Ricky replied. "Maybe brightness and darkness need to exist. Neither one is better than the

other.

But I still believe that brightness should be above darkness.

The Misty South Palace follows the path of justice. That is why it has ranked first in the Misty South all this time. Even when the Misty South Palace was not the strongest in the Misty South, all of the weaker people considered it to be first in their hearts.

That is how you know it is the true number one force."

"That is correct. You have gained a deep understanding from all your years of training. You are very mature now," the Dragon Intent Grass praised.

"In the past, I cultivated for myself, my relatives, and my friends, but when I learned about the great warriors of the ancient times, as well as the Misty South Palace, my opinion changed," Ricky explained.