Ancient Era Cultivation

Noire's sound transmission hammered down on Rui and Wang like heavenly tribulation, completely vaporizing their enthusiasm and courage.

Anastasia was shocked to receive such an order, but she instantly realized Noire's plan.

She smiled fiendishly as she thought, 'He must plan to replace my slave seal with his own in ten years, then his progress in the Core Continent can be said to be smooth sailing... Shrewd! Even I fell short!' Anastasia's eyes flashed with a brilliant light as she gazed over at the two disciples with a smug attitude, sending shivers down their bones.

"Don't you dare! Fucking animal!" Wang instantly went hectic, what kind of concept was a slave seal?

And being under the slave seal of a beast at that, how can he raise his head high in the future?

"Screw off! Do you think a slave seal won't be detected by our Martial Law martial artists? Keep dreaming! Once the seal is removed, you're all doomed for!"