Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 1481 - The Task is to Kill You

Chapter 1481: Chapter 1481: The Task is to Kill You!

Chapter 1481 -1481: The Task is to Kill You!

The tremendous sound instantly drew countless gazes.

For a moment, everyone turned their heads to look.

Mr. White strode forward with a face full of coldness.

His eyes soon landed on Ethan Smith.

“Ethan Smith, I never expected you’d actually come here.” Mr. White said casually.

“Who are you to address Master Ethan like that!” someone suddenly shouted.

Mr. White squinted his eyes, lifted a finger, and pointed lightly forward. A burst of radiant light shot out and shattered the person’s head!

Witnessing this, everyone’s complexion turned a bit grim.

Ethan Smith said with a cold face, “Bastard, this has nothing to do with them, does it?”

Mr. White chuckled and said, “It has nothing to do with them, but he offended me, so he deserves to die.”

“You’re quite overbearing.” Ethan Smith said with a dark face.

Mr. White laughed heartily and said, “So what? Ethan Smith, you’re facing death, don’t you know that?”

Ethan’s eyes couldn’t help but scan the surroundings.

He saw a faint glow envelop the entire Medicinal Saint Hall.

Ethan instantly understood, fearing it wasn’t just Mr. White alone this time.

*”Could it be the eighteen immortals,”* Ethan pondered silently in his heart.

He immediately released his divine sense, covering the entire Medicinal Saint Hall.

Sure enough, the eighteen immortals were waiting outside.

Ethan thought silently that it was not good. He had encountered the skills of the eighteen immortals before and knew he was no match for them.

“The First Elder is really painstaking in trying to catch me back,” Ethan said coldly.

Mr. White laughed and said, “No, you’re wrong, it’s not to capture you back, but to… kill you!”

A trace of solemnity flashed across Ethan’s face. He closed his eyes slightly and his mind raced, thinking of a way to escape.

*”Damn, if only I had a little more time to reach the Mighty Realm, I wouldn’t fear them!”* Ethan cursed inwardly.

But, unfortunately, not everything could go according to one’s wishes.

*”It seems… there’s only this option now,”* At that moment, a hint of coldness flashed across Ethan’s face.

The next second, he directly activated the line word formula, reaching Mr. White in an instant!

Mr. White was taken aback, never expecting Ethan to suddenly make a move!

“You little rascal, how dare you steal…”

“Swoosh!”

Before Mr. White could finish speaking, Ethan’s palm was already pressed against Mr. White’s forehead.

“With just a little force, I can destroy your divine sense,” Ethan said coldly.

“So, I advise you to behave yourself.”

Mr. White’s face turned extremely ugly, never expecting to be captured alive by Ethan!

“Kid, do you think this makes me afraid of you!” Mr. White shouted.

Ethan sneered and said, “You can try your divine skills, I assure you I’ll turn your head into a smashed watermelon before that.”

Mr. White’s body tightened, he had no doubt about the truth of Ethan’s words.

With Ethan’s temperament, he would absolutely do it!

Mr. White said in a deep voice, “Ethan Smith, you’d better not act recklessly. I tell you, the eighteen immortals won’t let you off.”

“Shut up!” Ethan reprimanded coldly, “Follow me!”

With Mr. White captured in his hands, Mr. White didn’t dare to say much. He could only obediently follow Ethan and walk outside.

Upon exiting, Ethan quickly spotted the Alchemy King in the corridor.

Their eyes met, and the Alchemy King’s expression slightly changed. He hurriedly approached, feigning sincerity and said, “Ethan Smith, what’s… what’s going on? What happened?”

Ethan sneered and said, “You know what’s happening, Alchemy King, it seems you didn’t take my words to heart.”

The Alchemy King’s expression changed drastically, inwardly realizing trouble.

“Rest assured, I won’t die today,” Ethan sneered.

This made the already anxious Alchemy King’s heart skip a beat.

If Ethan didn’t die, then it would certainly be him who died in the future!

But the Alchemy King could do nothing at the moment, he didn’t even dare to admit it.

If he admitted, people in the Medicinal Saint Hall would probably curse him behind his back!

“Ethan Smith, you really misunderstand, I… I know nothing about this!” The Alchemy King said, biting the bullet.

Ethan didn’t want to waste words with him, he continued to walk downstairs with Mr. White.

“Alchemy King, what does Ethan’s words mean? Could it really be related to you?” Marlon Hewitt asked with a frown.

The old face of the Alchemy King turned black, huffing, “It wouldn’t be related to me! This is obviously a misunderstanding, can’t you see!”

Marlon Hewitt, although skeptical, had no evidence and could only let it go.

The Alchemy King watched Ethan’s departing figure with an increasingly cold expression.

But soon, he broke into a smile.

With the eighteen immortals around, what was there to worry about? They were the lethal weapon of the Cloud Sect, who had slain countless people back in the day!

Ethan Smith, no matter how capable, could never escape from the clutches of the eighteen immortals!

“Ethan Smith, you’re doomed!” The Alchemy King couldn’t help but sneer.

…

Ethan held Mr. White’s neck with one hand, the other hand pointing to the center of Mr. White’s brow.

If Ethan had a malicious thought, Mr. White would be instantly killed.

“Ethan Smith, let me tell you, if the eighteen immortals don’t go for your bluff, you… you can’t kill me,” Mr. White said thick-skinned.

“Shut up!” Ethan couldn’t help but scold.

Mr. White looked a little uncomfortable, growing increasingly uneasy inside.

If the eighteen immortals didn’t go for it, and Ethan directly killed him, it would be troublesome.

Mr. White’s mind raced through countless solutions, the most secure being abandoning the flesh.

But that also meant his lifetime cultivation would be ruined!

Reconstructing a body would take countless years!

The further they went, the more uneasy Mr. White felt.

He couldn’t help but regret mouthing off just now, giving Ethan the chance!

*”Heavens help me,”* Mr. White silently prayed in his heart.

Soon, Ethan led Mr. White out of the Medicinal Saint Hall.

Outside the Medicinal Saint Hall, the eighteen immortals stood high in the sky, coldly watching Ethan.

The moment Ethan appeared, a strong murderous spirit rushed at him!

This murderous spirit came from the eighteen immortals!

They were like emotionless killing machines, showing no sign of emotion, only a terrifying murderous intent emanating from their beings!

Ethan stared coldly at the eighteen immortals and shouted, “Mr. White is in my hands, I warn you better not to act rashly.”

Upon these words, both Ethan and Mr. White tensed up.

The power of life and death was entirely in the hands of the eighteen immortals!

“Kill if you want, our orders are to kill you.”

After a moment, the eighteen immortals finally spoke.

These words left both Ethan and Mr. White’s faces extremely grim!