Chapter 823 - 822: Two Tasks
Ephraim Rocha’s face instantly darkened when he saw his daughter and his two brothers kneeling before Yusuf Zuck, calling him master, as a fierce glare shot towards Yusuf.
Ephraim Rocha was known for his violent and ruthless nature. As a descendant of the golden-winged great roc, though his bloodline was impure, he still possessed Inherited supernatural powers. When Dario Wolfe, an Earth Immortal of Heaven’s Beginning Sect, and other high-ranking individuals joined forces to attack the vast Cangmang Mountain, Ephraim had managed to escape despite being overpowered!
When it came to speed, there were few in the world who could match him.
"Mr. Bryson, I truly intended to befriend you, so why have you betrayed me like this? How could you sneakily make my daughter and brothers your slaves?" Ephraim kept his guard up, ready to strike at any moment, confident that he could capture Bryson before the Earth Immortal he brought with him could react—all thanks to his speed!
"I admit I may have gone a bit too far with this. However, what’s done is done and can’t be changed. Since you are here and I happen to need more people, why don’t you become one of my Demon Slaves as well?" Yusuf’s voice was indifferent. Ephraim, or whatever millions he was worth, kneel down and submit.
"You’re seeking death..." Barely had Yusuf’s words finished when Ephraim fiercely launched an attack. Since he was very close to Yusuf, his hand had already seized Yusuf’s head before anyone else could react!
"Hahaha, you dare to be so bold as a mere Mortal Small Cultivator? Immortal lady, I hope you don’t move, or else I’ll crush his skull!" Ephraim retreated into the air and moved back.
At this moment, the Black Jiao King and Vera Rocha, among others, panicked, especially Vera, who fell to her knees once more pleading, "I beg you, father, to spare my master. He once saved my life!"
"Humph, your mind is gone, and you are completely under his control!" Ephraim snorted angrily.
"Hehe, Ephraim, you’re quite impressive, fast enough. I like that." Just then, Yusuf let out a chuckle, sincerely admiring him while still in Ephraim’s grip.