Chapter 1460: Chapter 793
At that mont, one of the Throne Strong Individuals from the Radiant Clan reacted swiftly, shouting, “Protect the Sovereign King!” Then his hands rapidly ford seals, and he chanted under his breath.
A brilliant radiance erupted around him, and a light barrier imbued with powerful energy waves instantly ford, standing like an impenetrable shield before the Light’s Lawlord.
This barrier was condensed from the pure Power of Light, with flickering runes that seed to contain boundless strength.
Logan saw this and a glint of resolve flashed in his eyes. The long spear in his hand trembled violently, and an unstoppable aura swiftly gathered at its tip.
His figure flickered mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, he was already before the light barrier.
Without hesitation, Logan shouted, “Break!” His long spear shot forth like a black lightning bolt, fiercely striking the light barrier.
With a sharp “crack,” the seemingly indestructible barrier shattered like glass, with cracks rapidly spreading…
In this vast expanse of heaven and earth, the tension was palpable, as though it could be wrung from the air.
The Throne Strong Individual had bought so ti, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of bitterness and ruthlessness. Without hesitating, he struck out with a forceful palm.
The Law’s Force gathered in his palm, manifesting as a blinding brilliance that burned like the midday sun, instantly illuminating the entire space.
This power transford infinitely, as though it could tear the heavens and earth asunder.
Other strong individuals of the Radiant Clan witnessed this and imdiately launched their own attacks.
Each displayed their most formidable spells and techniques. For a mont, lights intertwined, energies surged, and the space was filled with overwhelming assaults.
Their only target was clear: utterly destroy Logan.
Logan, however, remained incredibly calm.
His gaze was profound and unyielding, as though everything was part of his calculated plan.
Facing the onslaught of attacks crashing like tidal waves, he simply smiled lightly, his figure darting like lightning.
Logan deftly evaded every incoming strike, each movent tid perfectly, leaving onlookers in awe of his precision and mastery of movent.
Gradually, Logan’s distance from the Light’s Lawlord shrank to just ten body-lengths.
The ancient weapon behind the Light’s Lawlord emanated a chilling aura, silently proclaiming its extraordinary nature.
At this mont, the Light’s Lawlord’s face was as pale as paper, his heart filled with unwillingness and confusion.
“I am the Heavenly Pride of the Radiant Tribe, a talent that appears only once in a hundred years—how could I fall so easily here?” the Light’s Lawlord murmured to himself.
Sweat covered his forehead, and his eyes revealed traces of fear and bewildernt.
Just as everyone anticipated Logan striking the Light’s Lawlord while he was vulnerable, Logan made an unexpected move.
He did not advance further but instead suddenly turned and slashed his sword.
This sword struck with lightning speed, hitting a Throne Strong Individual instantly.
The individual only felt an enormous force pierce through his body; he wanted to resist, but found his body utterly unresponsive.
His face showed an expression of terror, and he let out a tortured cry.
The Heavenly and Earthly Laws converged, intertwining past and present causes and effects in this mont.
Clenching his teeth, Logan refused to back down. A faint light surrounded his body—the unmistakable symbol of the Power of the Great Law.
His gaze beca increasingly determined, and his sword moved once again.
Other Throne Strong Individuals closed in, attempting to launch another round of fierce assaults against Logan.
Yet Logan’s swordsmanship grew swifter, each slash carrying Endless Power.
His silhouette wove seamlessly among the crowd, as if he had transford into a streak of flowing light.
As the battle wore on, several wounds began to appear on Logan’s body.
Nonetheless, he ignored them entirely and continued charging forward relentlessly.
He knew the outco of this fight determined the fates of countless lives; retreat was not an option.
“Hmph! Do you think you can defeat like this? Naive!”
Logan shouted, his voice brimming with confidence and dominance.
His swordsmanship intensified, every slash infused with overwhelming power.
The Throne Strong Individuals began to feel Logan’s imnse strength, and a sense of fear started creeping into their hearts.
They hesitated, unsure if they should continue attacking.
Encouraged by Logan’s bold statent, the Throne Strong Individuals mustered their courage and launched another wave of fierce assaults.
This ti, their attacks were fiercer than ever, with waves of spells and techniques unleashed endlessly.
Even so, Logan remained unfazed.
He skillfully responded to each wave of aggression, keenly seeking out weaknesses in their offense.
Finally, an opportunity erged.
Logan seized the mont, swiftly maneuvering behind one of the Throne Strong Individuals.
The sword in his hand struck with precision, piercing directly through the individual’s body.
The targeted Throne Strong Individual barely had ti to react before Logan’s might sent him flying.
The remaining Throne Strong Individuals watched in shock.
None had anticipated Logan’s strength to be so formidable that he could effortlessly defeat one of their comrades.
“This… how is this possible?”
The Light’s Lawlord exclaid in disbelief.
His heart was filled with fear, unsure of how to proceed.
At that mont, Logan launched another assault.
His figure moved like a phantom, suddenly appearing before another Throne Strong Individual, his sword striking decisively.
That Throne Strong Individual could not dodge in ti and was pierced through the chest by Logan’s blade.
As the battle dragged on, the number of Throne Strong Individuals dwindled.
Logan’s body was now covered in injuries, yet his eyes remained resolute.
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