Chapter 1791
"Stop right there, Perseus Caitford! Stop running away!" Fuming, Neville chased after Perseus.
In the span of three minutes, multiple fresh wounds appeared all over Neville's body. They weren't life-threatening. However, all thanks to Perseus, he now looked like a mess.
Neville was a martial arts expert of the Earthly Immortal Realm. His cultivation was much more advanced than Perseus'. How bold of him to hurt him like this!
"Aren't you a lot stronger than I am?" Perseus chuckled. "Shouldn't catching an amateur like me be a piece of cake for you?"
His voice seemed to be coming from multiple directions. It was impossible to pinpoint his exact location.
"Didn't you refuse to kneel before my grandfather? I'm giving you a reason to do so now. You can't even beat his grandson, who is supposedly weaker than you, in a fight!" Perseus exclaimed as he drew out his knife yet again.
Neville's screams pierced the air. Perseus had stabbed him in the chest. If it weren't for his inner energ

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