Chapter - 3337

"Octantis, I initially thought you were a disciple of a reputable sect, incapable of engaging in such despicable acts." Anvindr was furious. “I never expected you to slander me so shamelessly."

"Keep the compass safe!” He took out the compass with an air of frustration and forcefully threw it toward Octantis.

Overjoyed by the outcome, Octantis quickly stowed away the compass.

Seeing his joy, Anvindr felt quite displeased. He then coldly swept his gaze over the surrounding human warriors.

"Isn't it time to let me go?" He had initially thought that Octantis would spare him, but contrary to his expectations, not only did Octantis not withdraw its encirclement, the latter even responded with an indifferent countenance.

"Didn't Zeke die in vain then?"

Anvindr gritted his teeth. "I don't know any Zeke at all!"

At that moment, a faint voice echoed from the distance. "Octantis, I've finally found you!"

This voice sent chills down Octantis' spine, making his scalp tingle.

"Zeke, weren't you supposed to be dead?" Once again, Octantis was startled.

Several times, it was assumed that Zeke had died, but surprisingly, Zeke was still alive!

Even Vela and the others were left dumbfounded.

Anvindr's lips were trembling even more as if he had seen some sort of monster. Isn't this the same guy who tried to rob me before? How could it be that he now bore injuries, appearing as though he had been ambushed and gravely wounded by someone?

Zeke, riddled with injuries all over his body, was seen walking weakly from a distance.

"Octantis, I was attacked. Your compass wasn't well-protected and this guy stole it. He even had the audacity to boast, claiming you're incompetent and wouldn't be able to retrieve the compass. Octantis, I've finally waited for you. I've waited so long that even the flowers have wilted!"

Zeke pointed at Anvindr, his face becoming even more unbearably desolate.

Incompetent? Anger welled up in Octantis' heart.

To audaciously claim that he was incompetent was simply outrageous.

He considered himself the pride of the heavens, believing that even within the Secret Realm of Mount Kush, there were few who could match him.

He looked again at Zeke, his eyebrows furrowing.

Subsequently, a slight twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth as he forced out a smile that looked even more unsightly than a cry.

"Zeke, it's good to see you alive. I'm truly glad." In truth, he was feeling quite distressed in his heart.

Zeke hadn't died. It was impossible for him to start killing, especially with so many people watching.

Meanwhile, Anvindr wore a pained expression. I'm framed again!

At that moment, even if he was slow, he understood that it was Zeke, the rascal, who was causing the mischief.

Anvindr was somewhat frantic, hastily rushing to refute. "I didn't initiate the attack. It's clear who did. Zeke, you know it in your heart. I've taken note of you now, and once I return to my martial house, I will surely kill you!"

“Clutching at straws now, are you?" Unexpectedly, Octantis spoke, his eyes filled with rage.

At that moment, it was the perfect opportunity for him to show off in front of Vela. After all, it was not easy to kill Zeke, and Octantis was feeling distressed.

He decided to vent his anger on Anvindr.

Moreover, he didn't believe Anvindr's claim that he hadn't ambushed Zeke.

With Zeke's limited skills, he was certainly no match for Anvindr.

Before Anvindr could retort, he turned his gaze toward Vela, thumped his chest, and declared righteously, “Vela, seeing such a villain always infuriates me. Even if he is backed by Nimbus Sect, I'm not afraid. I'm willing to avenge our young Zeke!"

Moved, Vela's eyes welled up with tears. "Octantis, you truly understand the greater good. I admire you so much!"

Upon hearing that, Octantis felt a sense of comfort in his heart. He slightly lifted his head, looking again at Anvindr, and let out a roar of anger. "Anvindr, would you prefer to end this yourself, or shall I do it for you?"

Anvindr gritted his teeth, his heart filled with a growing resentment toward Octantis. "Octantis, come and kill me if you dare. I, the protector of Nimbus Sect, will not go down. easily. After you kill me, just wait and see how my master will retaliate. Don't think that just because you're a disciple of Southern Martial House, you can act recklessly."

He exuded a sense of reckless abandon, causing the surrounding cultivators to frown in disapproval.

That was a tricky situation, as Anvindr had brought into play the people behind the scenes.

As for whether his master would actually seek revenge for him, no one was certain.

However, it wouldn't be right for everyone to gamble, would it?