Chapter 593 A Cultivator

Emrys unsheathed the Ice Luna Machete, gripping it with a single hand as it was embedded diagonally in the ground. His fingers glided over the chillingly cold blade. He sneered and remarked, “It’s laughable that you all would consider such worthless trash as a treasure!”

As soon as his words left his mouth, Emrys flicked his finger, setting off a series of crackling sounds. The Ice Luna Machete, cherished by Gilbert, began to shatter from the hilt, inch by inch, until the cracks reached the tip of the blade.

“Is this trash even worth my time to kill and loot?”

With a commanding shout, Emrys forcefully flung the cracked Ice Luna Machete aside. Countless fragments of the blade instantly pierced into the earth, leaving only a severely damaged hilt embedded in the ground.

The Ice Luna Machete is shattered?

Everyone’s pupils constricted.

For a moment, they were unable to react.

This was also true for Rowan.

Despite his cultivation being at the middle phase of Venerable Being, which was quite powerful, the idea of shattering the Ice Luna Machete with such ease seemed impossible.

How did Emrys manage to do it?

was taken aback, a figure appeared before him

It was Emrys.

initiative to

less than half a breath’s time, he had torn apart

“Upholding justice?”

a cold, ruthless voice suddenly exploded in his ear.

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an overwhelmingly domineering force lifting him by the neck.

Boom!

in mid–air, rapidly retreating before crashing

was pinned against the tree trunk by an arm as hard as iron, leaving

tracking bracelet was worn around the

indicated that Emrys did not use his internal energy at all.

the

Could it be…

to fill with blood, turning a startling shade of crimson. Yet, he seemed to have forgotten

already enveloped and consumed by

not a martial artist at all. Instead, he was a cultivator who had surpassed the

D*mn you, Gilbert!

why did you have to drag

wild roar echoed.

grew increasingly flushed, and his breathing became

felt as if he had already stepped foot in hell.

there was no

wanted to resist, he couldn’t.

a cultivator only meant awaiting death!

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