Clive sprinted, his superior cultivation level was revealed as he reached the two guards in an instant, they didn't even have the time to scream since an extremely thin line severed their bodies in two, killing them on the spot.
'Weaponless martial art, peculiar.'
Noah judged in his mind as he analyzed Clive's attack.
Clive didn't use mental energy but only "Breath", being in the third rank allowed him to kill two rank 2 cultivators with just one form of his martial art.
'They are just ants in his eyes… The peak of the human ranks seems amazing!'
Noah couldn't wait to reach that level, only being in the gaseous stage of the third rank made any cultivator virtually unbeatable by those in the second rank, the difference in power was far greater than the one between the first and the second rank.
Yet, he was forced to repress his thoughts since Clive made a turn and directed himself toward the ship that matched his report.
The other disciples followed, they jumped on the ship when they saw that Clive had done that.
Noah waited below it, his mental energy was fixed on the ship but he didn't sense any strong presence, Clive seemed the strongest aboard.
The sound of battles filled the night, the soldiers stationed on the ship tried to fight back the assault of the Chasing demon sect but they had been caught by surprise and they were outnumbered, even without directly looking at it, Noah could predict the outcome of the battle.
Minutes passed, the noise caused by the battles on the ship never stopped.
Explosions would resonate from time to time, they were the sign that spells were being used to fight.
Then, a hooded figure jumped off the ship and nodded at Noah before running in a seemingly random direction.
After that, more hooded cultivators jumped off the ship, they all went in different directions without even taking a look at Noah.
Noah counted the cultivators in his mind, he focused on the main deck when the number reached twenty-six.
He waited calmly, it didn't take much for a soldier to appear in his sight.
'Mental tremor!'
A shockwave shot from his eyes and pierced the unfortunate soldier's mind.
He was only a rank 2 mage and not even that strong, his sea of consciousness broke immediately after Noah's spell.
He fell lifelessly from the ship, his hands were severed by a neat slash before he landed next to Noah, there was no trace of life in his surprised eyes.
Noah stored the white sabers just used in his space-ring and kept the severed hands inside his robe, the was no point in leaving the soldier's space-rings there after all.
Another guard became visible on the main deck, he stared with an astonished expression at the corpse of his colleague and he wanted to retreat when he noticed Noah.
However, he was too slow!
Another mental attack was cast by Noah which successfully hit the second soldier, killing him on the spot.
Its corpse though remained on the ship, Noah couldn't pillage it.
Chapter end
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