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"That's the Radiant Guild's Holy Spear of Judgement. How did it shatter so easily?"

"That Eastern cultivator's weapon must be an Ancient Immortal artifact that goes beyond a first-tier divine artifact."

"No wonder Yodel couldn't even beat him. His weapon is incredibly powerful!"

"Damn it, why did such a monstrous existence come up first?"

"Don't worry. He thinks he can take us all on alone, but we'll tire him out eventually!"

The Western cultivators chattered nervously.

Back at the Divine Strategy Squadron's side, everyone was astonished by how Ryan easily crushed the fifth-tier King Realm opponent from the West. "Ryan is so amazing!"

"He's so strong!"

"This is so satisfying. Crush them, Ryan!"

Hearing the cheers behind him, Ryan felt his bloodlust rising. A fifth-tier King Realm expert would be a high-ranking member of a guild.

"Tyrannical Slash!"

An overwhelming and terrifying aura burst from Ryan as the sword in his hand emitted a sinister red glow. The intense smell of blood almost made Tysen retch. Just as he was distracted, Ryan's blade descended upon him. Tysen quickly raised the short spear again to block.

The short spear shattered completely, and as Tysen moved aside, Ryan's sword cut into his right shoulder. The razor-sharp blade easily severed his arm. Ryan immediately withdrew his blade and swung it horizontally toward Tysen's head.

"Secret Technique Angel's Protection!"

Tysen bit his tongue, a mist of blood spurting out of his mouth. The blood mist transformed into a two-winged angel, shielding him.

Ryan's god-slaying blade clashed

with a mighty force, and he felt a terrifying power trying to repel him Gritting his teeth, he curled his toes and gripped the blade with both hands, pressing down hard on the angel's wings.

"I don't care what angel you are. Even a god will kneel before my god-slaying sword." "You insignificant ant. How dare a mere mortal challenge a god?" Tysen sneered.

Angel's Protection was a skill all descendants of angels had to learn. Although it could only summon the remnant soul of a two-winged angel to protect them, it was impenetrable to ordinary mortals.

"It's not too late to surrender now!" Tysen roared arrogantly.

"As if I will!" Ryan cursed angrily. He drew the sword across his palm, instantly drawing a large amount of blood.

The sword erupted in a blinding red

light, staining half the sky crimson. Gradually, the red light morphed into a 10-meter-tall demonic shadow. This was the blade spirit that Murdoch had sealed within the god-staying sword. Originally, Ryan needed to break through to the Profound Oriental Realm and unlock the second seal on the blade to summon the blade spirit. However, he had forcibly awakened the blade spirit using his own blood.

"Motu, lend me your strength!" Ryan roared, voice hoarse.

The demonic figure, Mo Tu, stepped toward Ryan and transformed into a red mist that enveloped him.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Instantly, Ryan's aura surged from the Mystique Loyalty Realm to the Profound Oriental Realm, advancing rapidly through the early, mid, late, and peak stages to reach the Divine Sojourn Realm!