Deities: Starting From Goblins
/ Deities: Starting From Goblins Chapter 1176
Chapter 1176: 652 Chapter Star Trails Chapter 1176: 652 Chapter Star Trails Logan's forehead was covered in a fine, crystal-clear sweat, like dewdrops in the morning sunlight, yet it did little to mask his inner turmoil and helplessness. He groaned inwardly, “Why didn't the elder mention this to me earlier? If I had known the stakes involved, I wouldn't have recklessly used that precious inheritance power. That was my trump card, intended to be revealed only at a critical moment.”
Now, with the arrow on the string and no choice but to release, Logan could only grit his teeth and prepare to face the impending Storm. He knew full well that once he took this step, there was no turning back.
The figure opposite him had a cold demeanor, his eyes sharp like knives, intensely staring at Logan as if trying to see right through him. He spoke in a chilled tone, “The aura you emit constantly disgusts me, as if it carries endless filth and evil. And that sword in your hand–I was mercilessly slain by it before. The pain and humiliation of that moment are still etched in my heart. Today, I aim to take your life to cleanse my past dishonor!”
Despite the threat from the figure, Logan showed no signs of panic or fear. He took a deep breath to settle his internal upheavals, then sighed and said slowly, “Don't boast too soon, beware of a dire fate. Know that the world is ever-changing, and victory or defeat can hinge on a single thought. If you truly believe you hold the winning hand, then by all means, try your luck.”
In Logan's words, there was an undeniable determination and confidence, as if he had fully prepared himself, ready to give his all to fight to the death, no matter the outcome.
He made a resolute decision to advance his cultivation level to an unprecedented realm, a realm beyond the ordinary, nearing that of a Deity. Only then would he possess enough strength to touch the mysterious soul hidden within the sword–the Sword Spirit and awaken it prematurely from its slumber. He knew how powerful the Sword Spirit was; once awakened, it would undoubtedly increase his chances of winning against the Evil Cultivator he currently faced, and might even settle the universe in one battle.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment. The next second, the figure rushed towards Logan like a ghost, with a momentum that could destroy heaven and earth. However, Logan reacted extremely quickly, detecting the danger almost instantly and meeting the attack with a defiant palm strike, shattering the figure into oblivion.
In that lightning-fast moment, Logan stirred his thoughts, and the long-dormant Sword Spirit finally awakened, slowly manifesting before everyone's eyes. A burst of golden light suddenly shone, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, brilliantly dazzling and blinding. The onlookers wore looks of stunned disbelief, having never witnessed such a heart-stopping scene.
Even the figure shuddered involuntarily, as if feeling the immense pressure from the Sword Spirit. The fierce attack that the figure had launched appeared to melt away like ice and snow the moment the Sword Spirit appeared, until it completely vanished. This sight left everyone present in an unprecedented state of shock and awe.
“It can't be! This is impossible! How could this happen?” The figure widened his eyes in disbelief, staring at the suddenly emergent Sword Spirit, with rage boiling up in his chest as if to consume him whole. He erupted into a deafening roar, filled with frustration and fury, never imagining that Logan had reached the level of controlling the Sword Spirit.
Logan paused in slight surprise, watching the figure and thinking to himself, “It's just a Sword Spirit, isn't such a reaction a bit much?” Although aware of the Sword Spirit's strength, he had not expected it to cause such a severe loss of composure.
Yet, as Logan was momentarily distracted, he heard the furious questioning of the figure, “As a Sword Spirit from Ancient Times, you should have been suppressed in the Endless Abyss. How did you escape the sanction of the Heavenly and Earthly Laws without any consequences?”
Hearing this, Logan was dumbfounded. He stared at the figure, a surge of indescribable shock rising within him. Could it be that he had inadvertently stumbled upon some earth-shattering secret?
He didn't really want to know these secrets; as the saying goes, “The more you know, the greater the threat.” Logan was well aware of this, but at that moment, he felt as though he had been sucked into a massive vortex, unable to extricate himself. He could only silently listen to the figure's roaring, secretly praying for it all to quickly end.
Logan wasn't interested in the surrounding noise and chaos; his thoughts were entirely absorbed by his newly acquired sword named “Eternal Life.” At that moment, a figure shimmering with Golden Light slowly appeared beside him–that was the Sword Spirit that had been harbored in his sword for a long time. The existence of this Sword Spirit seemed to add a layer of mystery and extraordinariness to the sword.
“Eternal Life,” the Great Law is simple–these straightforward words encapsulated the true essence and core of the sword. It was not just a sharp weapon, but a faithful companion and Guardian on Logan's path of cultivation. Compared to previous appearances, this manifestation of the Sword Spirit seemed to carry an unprecedented power and majesty,its aura faintly showing signs of recovery as if it were gradually awakening from a deep slumber.
Chapter end
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