Chapter 1177: Chapter 652: Star Tracks_2 Chapter 1177: Chapter 652: Star Tracks_2 With the ergence of the Sword Spirit, its aura also beca majestic and vast in that mont, as if it could swallow the heavens and the earth, embracing everything. The golden light flickered uncertainly, like the sun, dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at it. When the Sword Spirit’s gaze fell on the surging black aura not far away, a flash of sharpness and determination streaked across its eyes, as though it had prepared to fight to the death against evil.
Logan felt the strength and determination of the Sword Spirit beside him, and a surge of inexplicable confidence and courage also rose in his heart. He knew that with the “Eternal Life” sword and the company of the Sword Spirit, no matter what challenges and difficulties awaited them ahead, they would courageously and fearlessly move forward.
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The Sword Spirit seed to be enraged to the utmost in that instant, its eyes erupting with a bone-chilling cold light, like the fiercest cold wind in winter, making one shudder. Imdiately following, the Sword Spirit transford into an unmatched sharp aura, rushing toward the black shadow— the phantom, like a wild horse that had broken its reins. Its speed was so fast, it almost surpassed the limits of human vision, leaving only a streak of golden afterimage flickering in the air.
In a re mont, that golden aura had already pierced through the phantom’s brow, like an invisible sharp sword, striking precisely and accurately at its critical point. The phantom’s body seed to be frozen at that mont, then shattered like broken glass, dispersing into the air. This scene stunned everyone present, their eyes widened, faces full of disbelief.
“Is that… the power that erupted from the sword in Logan’s hand?” soone murmured, his voice filled with shock and confusion. They couldn’t imagine how a seemingly ordinary sword could unleash such terrifying power, easily annihilating an Ancient Evil Cultivator. Logically, this should not have been possible!
Logan was also stunned; he looked at the sword in his hand, a complex emotion welled up in his heart. He knew the sword was extraordinary, but the power it displayed was far beyond his expectations. At that mont, he seed to feel the infinite mysteries and power hidden within the sword, further solidifying his resolve to continue on his chosen path.
They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion and bewildernt, as if everyone was searching for a reasonable explanation, thinking that what had just happened was an illusion, a montary lapse of sight or mind. However, reality ruthlessly shattered their illusions.
Qilin stood aside, his brows tightly knitted, his face written with disbelief. Initially, he had assud that the Evil Cultivator should have easily defeated Logan, since the Evil Cultivator’s strength was unfathomable and possessed Ancient Evil powers. But to his shock, Logan had sohow managed to force back the Evil Cultivator right before everyone’s eyes.
This scene was undoubtedly a huge blow to Qilin. He clenched his teeth, as if trying to suppress an erging gasp, his eyes staring intensely at Logan, trying to find answers from him. His heart was filled with confusion and reluctance; he couldn’t understand why a seemingly ordinary Sect Disciple could release such astonishing power, overturning all his predictions and imaginations.
“Qilin, didn’t you say that each of the Ancient Evil Cultivators was a tough character, very difficult to deal with? What’s going on now, how did he just effortlessly annihilate him with one move?” one man incredulously looked at Qilin, his tone full of astonishnt and confusion. He rubbed his eyes as if to confirm whether what had just happened was real.
Qilin was also taken aback; he frowned and explained, “I… I’m not sure either. Logically, Ancient Evil Cultivators should possess great power and deep Cultivation Levels; how could Logan defeat him with just one move?”
“Could it be… the Evil Cultivator you unleashed was fake?” the man half-joked, half-seriously said, but his eyes revealed a hint of suspicion.
Qilin hurriedly shook his head in denial, “How could that be! This is an Ancient Evil Cultivator I found after exhausting efforts; how could it be fake?”
“Then his strength is too weak,” another man squinted thoughtfully, “Just now, I clearly felt him trying to steal my Secret Technique, but then he seed to disdain it and gave up. I thought he was very powerful. It turns out he was so easily annihilated.”
“Yes, this was totally unexpected,” others echoed, exchanging looks filled with surprise and confusion.
“After all this trouble, we ca to help, but ended up not helping at all and just watched the excitent,” a Sect Disciple said with a bitter smile. “It’s really interesting, I didn’t expect this operation to turn out this way.”
“But, speaking of which, Logan’s strength truly commands respect,” another disciple sighed. “He managed to defeat an Ancient Evil Cultivator with one move; his strength is simply terrifying.”
“Yes, it looks like we need to be more careful in the future,” everyone nodded in agreent, their eyes filled with awe and admiration as they looked at Logan. Although the operation was unexpected, it also made them deeply realize Logan’s strength and potential.
“Look at that sword in his hand, it’s incredible!” soone blurted out, his eyes filled with astonishnt and envy. “He’s strong, and the power contained is imnse, it’s just like a Divine Artifact from the legends. Who knows what the Dharma device that sword really is? It looks ordinary on the outside, but it is incredibly powerful.”
Hearing this, soone couldn’t help but advise, “Don’t even think about it. With Logan’s strength, the Dharma device he uses couldn’t possibly be ordinary. My guess is that the sword must be a Divine-Level Dharma device, it might even be a treasure left from Ancient Tis.”
They boldly speculated, their voices rising and falling in animated discussion, while the Qilin standing nearby watched Logan with a sullen face, his eyes flashing with anger and resentnt.
He quickly walked up to Logan and asked coldly, “Logan, don’t get too arrogant! Don’t think that with that sword you can do whatever you want. I won’t let you off. Just you wait, I’ll make sure you regret your actions!”
Logan rely smiled faintly upon hearing this and didn’t pay attention to Qilin’s threat. He gently stroked the sword in his hand, feeling the imnse power it contained, his heart filled with confidence and resolve.
“Qilin, don’t go too far,” soone couldn’t stand it any longer and spoke up to warn him, “Logan has already shown his strength. You should respect him, not make unreasonable trouble here.”
Qilin, as if he hadn’t heard, still stared intently at Logan, as if trying to see through him, while Logan maintained a calm deanor, as if everything was under his control.
The situation beca deadlocked for a mont, and the atmosphere around them grew tense. However, Logan seed unconcerned about these, as he lightly waved the sword in his hand, and its light flickered, seemingly slicing through the air itself.
“Qilin, I have no intention of being your enemy,” Logan said lightly, “but if you insist on causing trouble, I won’t go easy on you. This sword isn’t just for show.”
Logan was still absorbed in the breathtaking battle just passed and hadn’t yet co back to reality when he suddenly sensed a shift in the atmosphere around him. He looked around and noticed that many people’s eyes held a bit of hostility and dissatisfaction, as if he had done sothing unforgivable. Logan, puzzled, muttered to himself: What does this have to do with ? He had no idea what he had done wrong, wondering why he had suddenly made so many enemies.
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