
“Master Sect Sudarsono.”
The blue-robed man bowed slightly politely.
“He is Sect Master Sudarsono of Godongtelo Sect?”
Hearing the greetings from the blue-robed man, the warriors around were shocked, whereas Devo Wijaya only tilted his head for a moment.
Although the Godongtelo Sect was not as strong as the Knee Demon Sect, its status could not be underestimated.
If they successfully recruited the Godongtelo Sect, their future was limitless.
“Is the Godongtelo Sect going to recruit warriors now?”
Many warriors were secretly guessing in his mind, but also a little nervous in his heart.
“Devo Wijaya, are you willing to join the Godongtelo Sect and become the personal disciple of this old man?”
Sudarsono looked towards the crowd, and in the end his gaze fell on Devo Wijaya who was standing there.
“Devo Wijaya? Does the Godongtelo Sect want to take risks? I'm really amazed by that bravery.”
Many warriors think so in their minds.
Even the blue-robed man was shocked by the crazy decision.
After all, Devo Wijaya had offended the existence of the Perkutut Demon Sect, which all warriors already knew.
“Thank you for the attention of Sect Master Sudarsono, but do not take unnecessary risks, I have offended the Perkut Demon Sect, and I do not intend to join any forces for now.”
Devo Wijaya immediately refused with a dull expression.
As soon as those words sounded, there was a commotion around.
Even Sudarsono and Rubijo did not expect there would be an outright rejection.
“Sekte Godongtelo will be willing to use all its strength to guarantee your safety. Not even the Perkutut Demon Sect will come to you in the short term.”
Sudarsono did not give up on that potential seed and continued. He knew very well that this decision was the way for the Godongtelo Sect to rise to its glory, and it was with this that he had to dare to take risks.
“I'm not kidding, I don't need any protection. The Chihuahua Continent is so big and the Knee Demon Sect is small, I don't care about it.”
Devo Wijaya shook his head, with a blank expression, and continued: “Secte Devil Perkut, sooner or later, I will crush it with my own fist.”
As soon as Devo Wijaya's words fell, there was a strange silence around him.
He dared to say that the entire Perkut Demon Sect was destroyed by a single person, I was afraid that Devo Wijaya was the only one who dared to say that in public.
This guy is so arrogant.
“Can we go now.”
Devo Wijaya was already indifferent to the offer, and looked at the blue-robed man next to him.
“Sekte Master Sudarsono, sorry.”
The blue-robed man smiled apologetically, and immediately ignoring him, his figure flashed, leading the way to his next destination.
Devo Wijaya and Sarijo followed him from behind.
Seeing Devo Wijaya disappear in an instant, there was still a sense of reluctance in Sudarsono's eyes.
Devo Wijaya's courage made him regret it. Why was he still hesitating before and refusing to help when the Prosperous Killer came?
If he were to appear at that time, he would definitely be able to make Devo Wijaya indebted to him, and even Devo Wijaya would most likely be willing to join their Godongtelo Sect.
But, there was no medicine for regret in this swordsman world.
Hesitating it can mean missing out.
“Huh ... “
Sighing lightly, Sudarsono stood in place for a long time.
******
Mysterious Warehouse.
Under the leadership of the blue-robed man, Devo Wijaya and Sarijo arrived at a huge storehouse filled with spiritual energy, then they went in after the door opened systematically.
A large and magnificent storehouse was built on top of the mountains, but here were carved blocks and buildings painted in gold, everywhere showing timeless and cozy charm and ancient dominance.
This splendor, only a bright candle illuminated the entire room with incredible brilliance.
Then what greeted them next was countless ancient weapons.
These ancient weapons include knives, swords, hammers.
Moreover, the weapons are very different. They met each other and were put on the floor, giving off a terrifying aura.
This picture is hard to express in words.
“Please select a weapon according to your own skill. The time limit is only fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, this warehouse will be closed automatically. Please select asap.”
The blue-robed man waved his hand and turned around.
Devo Wijaya and Sarijo nodded their heads.
“What weapon should I choose?”
Devo Wijaya scratched his non-itchy head and rushed to take a look first.
He was fascinated with most of the ancient weapons there were.
Ten minutes passed.
Devo Wijaya has yet to find a weapon that matches him.
But, Sarijo had obtained the golden spear weapon quickly.
“Oh.” Devo Wijaya only looked at him bored for a moment, and said inwardly: “Select randomly only, if it does not feel suitable, there is a possibility to sell.”
While wandering around, he felt a strange fluctuation from somewhere.
“Aura was strange, “gumam Devo Wijaya while stroking his chin, and rushed towards the source of the strange aura.
“Wuss!”
Without delaying the time, Devo Wijaya immediately passed by.
“Oh, can still be found?”
The blue-robed man observed from a distance, clearly seeing Devo Wijaya's behavior, lightly stroking his short beard, his eyes had an inexplicable meaning.
In just a few seconds, Devo Wijaya had reached the depths of the warehouse.
“Em ... should be around here.”
Devo Wijaya observed closely, and in a reckless manner swung a punch.
“Boom!”
Many weapons, immediately shattered into pieces and turned into nothingness as if illusory.
“Oh, can't fool me, “ murmured Devo Wijaya in a low tone and his views were closely observed.
“This guy is not simple.”
The blue-robed man looked at Devo Wijaya's behavior with a serious expression.
“It's been two hundred years, I don't know if this time, that incredible heirloom, can be dug by him?”
The blue-robed man was looking forward to it.
After leading a great swordsman competition for hundreds of years, he had never expected for such a so-called masterpiece to be excavated.
“Is it just my feelings? I'm very sure, definitely be around here.”
Devo Wijaya looked at the weapons around, all had become nothingness under his successive fists, and his gaze became solemn.
“What if it is under the floor?”
Suddenly there was a fleeting thought in Devo Wijaya's mind.
“Don't miss. How do you know if you've never tried it?”
A fist was thrown firmly towards the warehouse floor.
“Boom!”
The entire floor was filled with rubble, and a huge hole appeared after a wave of punches drilled down the warehouse floor.
After the dust passed, in the deepest part of the hole, Devo Wijaya could see something quite interesting there lying quietly.