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Logan smiled faintly, and it was clear that Ganor had run out of options, so he wanted the surrounding people to help him. However, Ganor didn’t understand the situation; even with their combined efforts, these people wouldn’t stand a chance against Logan.
“I’ll offer 1000 Spirit Stones. There are twelve of us. Can’t we defeat a little Myth like Logan? What if Logan kills Ganor, will one of us be next?”
One of Ganor’s confidants spoke up, urging the others to join the fight, but everyone remained silent, hesitating to make a decision.
Helping Ganor wasn’t difficult, but Logan was no ordinary Myth. Ganor, a high-ranking Overstep, couldn’t even defeat him, and most of them were only Middle Rank. Their combined efforts would have little effect unless Logan was severely injured and couldn’t fight effectively.
Contrary to their wishes, Logan had no injuries and seed to have plenty of strength left. Under these circumstances, even if all of them joined, they would likely just increase their casualty count. If Logan decided to kill them all, wouldn’t they end up like Ganor?
That was the tricky part. Ganor was backed up by a powerful clan, and everyone had to listen to him.
“I won’t fight. I’m just a low-ranking Overstep, and I want to live a bit longer without getting into trouble. When we were crossing the Rubble Pile earlier, Ganor made us be the human shields to block the teorites.”
One person made a decision, having been fed up with Ganor’s attitude but refraining from lashing out due to his status. Now that Ganor was threatening him, it was better to break away from Ganor completely.
Once one person took a stand, several others also refused to help. They shared the sa feelings as the first person, having been used as shields and feeling resentful. The more miserable Ganor’s outco, the happier they were, knowing that they wouldn’t be held responsible since they weren’t the ones who attacked.
Ganor couldn’t believe it and widened his eyes, “You won’t regret it? After this, I’ll make sure to get back at you. I’ll gather all the Throne-level experts from my family and intimidate your families.”
“Go ahead. No matter how powerful your family is, they can’t just wipe out our clans for no reason. And this is a matter between families; we’re just individual cultivators within them. Why should we risk ourselves for this?”
One person scoffed and no longer wanted to hear Ganor’s ramblings. They took ten steps back to express their position. Four or five people followed suit, just like the others.
As for the remaining four or five people, they lost half their strength and originally wanted to help Ganor but now had to reassess the situation. What difference would a few more people make against Logan? Logan’s attacks and divine abilities were too sharp, and they could easily lose their lives if they weren’t careful.
After a brief mont, they all chose to step back. It was better to offend Logan than continue supporting Ganor. After all, this took place in the Secret Land, and Ganor’s family wouldn’t be able to provide help anyti soon.
To put it bluntly, if Logan killed Ganor and the other ten-plus people, it would just be a speck of dust in the Secret Land, and no one outside would ever know. Even if Ganor’s family wanted to investigate the truth, no one would know what happened.
Ganor’s heart went cold, and he realized that he could only rely on himself. The others were just useless, and his Qi and Blood and Dantian were already depleted. The strength he could utilize now was less than one percent of his peak state.
He couldn’t even defeat Logan during his peak, let alone his current state. It seed there was only one path left: either be killed by Logan or surrender to him.
The proud Ganor was unwilling, but he didn’t want to die either. So he had no choice but to kneel down. This scene deeply shocked everyone, who couldn’t imagine that Ganor would be so weak and pitiful.
“I now see the error of my ways and sincerely apologize to you. I hope you can spare my life. After all, I’m a high-ranking Overstep cultivator with a long road and future ahead of .”
Logan laughed, shaking his head at Ganor’s apology. “If you weren’t being defeated earlier, would you have spared ? I might be in an even more miserable state now.”
“Besides, you don’t need to pretend. If I let you go, you’ll definitely hunt down once you leave. I know your family is far from simple, and they could easily send out a dozen Throne-level experts.”
Logan stretched lazily and approached Ganor. “Tell , do you think I can let you go? I warned you repeatedly before, but you refused to listen and insisted on killing . Now, you’re just reaping what you’ve sown, underestimating the power of soone in the Myth realm.”
“No, never.” Ganor shook his head frantically. “I swear that if I can survive this, I will worship you as a god and make sure never to speak of this again. Any treasures or opportunities you want, I’ll give you.”
A sigh ran through the crowd of onlookers who couldn’t imagine that the forrly domineering and arrogant Ganor could be so pathetic and weak now. This had completely overturned their impression of him. It seed that no one could escape misfortune when faced with threats to their lives, and they would be willing to abandon everything.
Naturally, no one dared to speak up and plead for Ganor in front of Logan. They weren’t in a position to do so, and they had even considered helping Ganor earlier. They were relieved that they had hesitated and didn’t express their empathy, or else it wouldn’t be just one person kneeling, but many of them.
Ganor, filled with hatred and resigned to his fate, decided to use his last resort: to drag Logan down with him. Since Logan would not spare his life, Ganor would take Logan with him to hell.
He activated a mysterious rune in his hand and sent it to Logan’s side. At that mont, Ganor also recited the Blood Sacrifice Law, intending to use his life to bring down heaven’s thunder and suppress Logan.
However, Logan wasn’t clueless. He directed all his strength towards one strike and slashed the rune away. The backlash hit Ganor, who spit out a mouthful of blood and collapsed. He lay there without moving for a long ti, and everyone beca aware that Ganor was probably dead.
One person went to check and found that Ganor had no pulse. His entire Dantian was shattered, and even if he survived, he’d beco a cripple, unable to resu his cultivation path in this lifeti.
Everyone sighed, relieved that they hadn’t offended Logan earlier. Ganor’s fate served as a warning to everyone, never to underestimate cultivators of a lower realm than themselves. After all, they couldn’t guarantee that the person they offended wouldn’t be soone like Logan.
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