"You are going to Martial Palace to get a Super Body-Refining Pill?"
The four elders frowned.
Emmett said with an evil smile, "You're not afraid, are you?"
Jordan snorted, "Emmett, don't try to goad me. You know that Martial Palace is a dangerous place. Ezra Cooney, the master of Martial Palace, is highly skilled in martial arts. Eight years ago, he reached the peak of the third level of the Transformation Realm. His core energy could take shape as he pleased. Eight years have passed, and we don't know how powerful he has become."
"So, you are afraid."
Emmett curled his lips and sneered, "Then forget about it. You won't be able to obtain the 'Dragon Breathing Technique'."
"Wait!"
"What? Have you changed your mind?"
Emmett's expression looked strange as he smirked.