Chapter 1074: Mysterious Text Message
Brysen Beaumont swallowed hard.
He forcibly stopped his footsteps.
For decades he had dominated the martial world, capable of slicing the air with a single strike, striking down Grandmasters.
Facing a siege from powerful enemies, he still had more than enough skill to manage.
But now,
he couldn't forget the shock he experienced on the northwest path, surviving a close encounter with death.
If it hadn't been for the protective amulet or Devlin's timely arrival,
A Grandmaster like him might have ended up collapsing on the grass, waiting desperately to die.
His immense self-confidence was worthless in the face of real power.
Brysen Beaumont even began to doubt whether he truly was a Grandmaster.
On the northwest path, his defeat was too swift.
A complete and utter debacle.
He had no chance to fight back at all.
Now, seeing that spinning Thunderpeak Night Sword,
Brysen Beaumont subconsciously touched his chest.
Pain!
Intense pain.
"Master Beaumont, what's the matter?"