The Strongest War God

The king of hell was a ruthless person back then.

He established a fierce reputation in Preston.

Currently, the small martial artists in the market all had respectful gazes. After all, War Gods were legendary figures to them.

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They had only heard of him, but who had seen him in person?

Seeing a War God level person was like an ordinary person seeing an idol. They were very happy and excited.

Braydon chuckled. “His nickname is the king of hell. He sure has the guts to use that name. I’m surprised the yin-yang people haven’t caused trouble for him.”

“I guess even a yin-yang person wouldn’t be interested in such a small character.”

Old Man Zito had a simple and honest response.

There was a true king of hell among the yin-yang people!

The person who obtained the title of king of hell was definitely king level!

He was definitely a big shot.

Among the yin-yang people, his status was equivalent to the top ten ruthless men of the northern army.

Stetson Little was really bold, actually daring to use the words king of hell as his nickname.

He did not know the immensity of heaven and earth!

However, looking at his aging appearance, it was uncertain whether or not he had reached the War God level.

For War God level martial artists, the light force and dark force would merge and flow through the entire body. The force would be released from the body, helping one to sort out the Qi of the organs, strengthening the muscles and bones, and prolonging life.

If he had reached the War God level, he would be at least twenty years younger than he was now.

It was not that easy for a warlord to become a War God.

Some warlords would never be able to cross this threshold and become War Gods.

The old Stetson Little appeared in the martial artist market and said slowly, “Today, I am honored to be invited to attend the opening of Preston city’s martial artist market. I have also prepared a small gift for everyone and entrusted the market to present it to everyone!”

“Old Man Little is too humble. You are a first-rate talisman master and a treasure of Preston!”

Bob Jorkins said respectfully.

Bob was not the only one who had opened this market. There were other people who were taking the lead. The fact that even an old fellow like Stetson Little was gracing the market with his appearance meant that these people were indeed capable.

He went forward to accompany Stetson so that he could get some rest.

This might be the reason why the martial artists present respected Stetson. It was not just because of the old man’s strength, but also because of his other identity.

He was a first-rate talisman master!

He was much more powerful than the fat Daoist priest.

The yellow talismans used by a first-rate talisman master had all kinds of miraculous uses. At a critical moment, they could help a martial artist increase his strength and kill a powerful enemy.

“What big mistake did Stetson Little make when he was young?” Braydon Neal’s thin lips moved slightly.

“Fighting in the middle of a bustling city in a battle between martial artists, and accidentally killing an innocent person!” Old Man Zito had heard it from the surrounding martial artists.

It had been thirty years since the incident. The Preston main team wanted to investigate, but they could not touch this old thing.

Although he looked old and unpresentable, if they wanted to touch him, they would need someone from the provincial capital’s main team.

Furthermore, as a first-rate talisman master, Stetson also had connections. He had hidden in the Preston mountains for decades, and now he was out in public again. He probably felt that the things he had done back then were in the past.

“Have the Preston main team investigate!” Braydon’s thin lips moved slightly.

“Alright!” Old Man Zito understood what he meant.

Any martial artist, regardless of their identity, who violated the ironclad law of Hansworth would be killed without mercy!

At least to Braydon, no matter what kind of martial artist it was, hurting innocent people was equivalent to courting death.

If an ordinary person offended a martial artist, it was understandable that a martial artist would injure and cripple him. The Preston main team would take him down and not directly execute him. According to the situation, they would imprison him.

If a martial artist lost his mind and killed innocent people who had no grudges against him, he shall be killed on the spot!

This was the ironclad law.

Stetson Little had committed a grave mistake, and he had been hiding in the Preston mountains for so many years, not appearing in the city.

Now, he actually dared to show himself.

It was as if the ironclad laws were nothing to him.

Braydon would never indulge this kind of martial artist.

Since he had made a big mistake, he had to pay the price.

Old Man Zito secretly contacted Steve Xavier of the Preston main team to ask about Stetson Little.

At the end of the market, Bob led Stetson to a wooden house so that he could get some rest. At the same time, he had someone set up a special stall there, and hundreds of yellow talismans appeared in everyone’s field of vision.

Each of the yellow talismans was three inches long and as thin as a cicada’s wing. The abstruse runes drawn on them would make ordinary people dizzy at a glance.

These were Dao talismans!

The hundred yellow talismans were all from Stetson.

The lowest price for a single piece was 300,000 dollars!

The price could be considered incomparably expensive.

Compared to the Dao talismans drawn by second-rate talisman masters, the price was several times higher.

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In front of the stall, a girl in a yellow dress was left. It was the girl that Stetson had brought. She was slim and elegant, and she was not considered beautiful. Her facial features were exquisite, and there was arrogance between her brows.

Her name was Tina Little. She was Stetson’s granddaughter.

This time, Stetson brought his granddaughter out of the mountains to broaden her horizons.

Stetson also knew that young people could not be like him, an old bag of bones, living in the Preston mountains forever. The outside world was Tina’s world.

Thus, Stetson brought her out to broaden her horizons and get to know some people. In the future, it would be easier for her to live in Preston.

Yash Wonka helped to maintain the stall and did not dare to neglect it.

Tina was like a young miss. She sat at the side and said unhappily, “You’re so clumsy. Don’t break Grandfather’s yellow talismans. Don’t touch the cinnabar characters on it. You can’t afford to pay for it if you damage one!”

“Yes, yes, we will be careful!” Yash was sweating profusely and became even more careful.

Heather Sage who was wearing a red bead bracelet asked curiously, “What’s the use of these yellow talismans?”

“If you don’t know, then don’t ask around. If you don’t have any knowledge, selling it to you would be a waste of my grandfather’s hard work.”

Tina glanced at her, her eyes filled with judgment, and jealousy flashed past her eyes.

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This girl’s face was prettier than hers.

Heather shrugged helplessly. She was not interested in the yellow talisman anyway, so she did not argue with Tina.

Yash said gently, “Miss Sage, these are all yellow talismans. They were made by the first-rate talisman master, Elder Little. Each of them has a special effect. Look at this Flying Feather Talisman. It can make you as light as a swallow.”

“You talk too much!”

Tina glared at Yash. She simply looked down on these martial artists in the market. Their strength was not even as strong as hers!

“Really?” Xana Thomas asked suspiciously.

“Let me see!” Heather was interested.

They had never seen such a magical yellow talisman before.

Zion Levin stopped her. “Heather, Dao talismans are dangerous. Beginners who don’t know how to use them will hurt themselves. Moreover, this thing is expensive.”

“That’s right. These yellow talismans, like this Flying Feather Talisman, cost 400,000 dollars each. It’s not cheap.”

Yash kindly reminded her.

Heather stuck out her pink tongue. She did not expect the unassuming yellow talisman to be so expensive.

Tina held a yellow talisman between her fingers and said, “Country bumpkin, do you want to see the power of a Dao talisman? I can let you see it for free. I have plenty of this stuff!”

After saying that, Tina threw a yellow talisman at Xana.

Seeing so many people explaining to Heather and her friend, she could not help but feel dissatisfied. She had always been spoiled by her grandfather, Stetson Little, since she was young, and was used to being self-centered.

The three-inch yellow talisman flew over, accompanied by Tina’s delicate shout, “Five Elements, listen to my command. Third Fire Talisman, activate!”