Chapter 12: Emergency Meeting_3

"Consider this carefully, everyone," Calamity God Genmi's voice sounded like a snake's greed. "That is the Final Sword of Morton, a supreme treasure that enables a remote little island to sit as equals with Yongguang and Ustus, possessing the power to slay a monarch! If we were to hold it in our hands…"

He leaned on the conference table, licking his lips. "That is power, my friends. A power we've longed for a hundred, a thousand years. Once seized, it will forever belong to the Martial Arts Association, forever belong to Zero Island!"

Several people's breathing involuntarily deepened. The power of the Final Sword, formidable enough to be mentioned alongside a monarch. It was a temptation no power could resist. For the past three years, it had been sealed upon the corpse of a giant dragon, stored in the world's most heavily guarded city. But now this sword was about to come to Zero Island, right under their noses!

Elder Shanqi's voice snapped the zealots awake.