Chapter 1072 Alston's Plan

"The Dragon Spirit Mark… He's… He's a royal spirit manipulator!" someone shouted immediately.

The moment everyone felt dumbfounded, a dark purple vortex immediately materialized in Rocky's left palm. It hovered in the air before it began to suck everything near it instantly, including the five spiritual martial arts moves that were aimed at Rocky.

The crowd was stunned. They had no clue as to what exact spiritual martial arts conjured the vortex and devoured the other spiritual martial arts summoned by the five masters of the premium grade of the Supernal Stage.

Elder Duke was amazed when he saw that Rocky's ability was similar to that of the mysterious man from the Nine-phoenix Demonic Land. His face turned as pale as a ghost upon his realization. Then he shouted, "Jason, get out of there!"

However, Jason only wanted to take revenge on Rocky. And at the moment, the wind blade was already very close to Rocky, so he had no reason to stop. He waved the wind blade to Rocky without hesitation.

Suddenly, a powerful Evil Flame surged through and consumed Rocky's entire left arm. He grabbed the hand Jason used to swing the wind blade towards him, stopping it as it came within an inch from his neck.

Then, the five spiritual martial arts moves that were absorbed earlier by Rocky's vortex shot out of his flaming arm towards Jason. Everyone was in shock.

Despite being a peerless master of the Divine Stage, Jason's strength was only in the first grade. Therefore, Rocky's oncoming attack from such a short distance would certainly injure him greatly.

A terrified Jason gathered all of his spiritual power to shield himself. However, the five moves Rocky had absorbed earlier now attacked his source of spiritual power, causing it to dissipate instantly. Once Rocky opened his eyes, the Evil Flame on his arm surged anew. Various

n public. Does he even know who I am?" Alston exclaimed viciously.

"Your Majesty, now is not the right time to be furious. The Ji Clan has proven to be tough, so it's time we use our last resort," Priest Dean applied, cupping his hands.

"And what exactly is our last resort?" Alston asked with a venomous tone as he glared at the priest.

"Doesn't Elvis have a son in the Rime Army?" Priest Dean reminded.

"You mean..." Alston's eyes darkened.

"Even if we can't control the Ji Clan, we can certainly remind them to not mess with us…unless Elvis wants his son dead," the sly priest insinuated.

"Excellent idea. Send someone to work on it. If I do this, I'll certainly fall out of the Ji Clan's good graces. But it won't matter as long as they choose not to team up with Marcia. Once I subdue the Ximen Clan, I'll deal with her," Alston declared coldheartedly.

"The Ximen Clan's centennial ceremony is in ten days. That is when we'll put the plan into action," Priest Dean replied.

"Send the prepared betrothal presents to the Ximen Clan in five days and inform them that I propose to marry Shirley. Also, announce that I'll visit them in person at the centennial ceremony," Alston ordered with his cunning smile.