Still, neither Isabella nor Ryder seemed ready to give up.

Logan sighed to himself, getting ready to give these two swift and easy deaths.

A cruel smile appeared on the man's face.

He was enjoying the sight before him to no end, loving the feeling of control.

The only thing lacking was the begging, which irked him a little.

It was fine, though. The Scepter of Death cheered him up more than enough.

All of a sudden, an icy voice rang through the air, "I never said you could kill my men."

Everyone was caught off guard.

The man's eyes widened, staring dumbly at Wilbur on the ground.

They saw Wilbur getting to his feet, letting out a long breath as if he had woken up from a nap.

"How could this be? How are you still alive?" the man shouted, shocked beyond words.

The blow from the Scepter of Death would be too much for even a Sanctuary level cultivator to take.

It was a godly weapon, holding enough power to kill an entire city.

Sanctuary level cultivator would

cultivator, but he was extremely well-read. He especially loved collecting treasures and knew

was why he had been certain that Wilbur

before she let out

around in disbelief, staring

he was alive, Ryder yanked Isabella

looking

still

Isabella and Ryder, but now he turned

Wilbur's chest, letting out an explosive

with a fist

he was attacking, his fist lit

the Dragon

in the form of tri-energy spiritual flames

from the collision, causing rampant spiritual energy to shoot

was blown clean off by this

of them were still pale in the face from the tremendous spiritual

energy seemed to squeeze into Isabella's body, nearly crushing

Punch blew Logan's arm clean off before

like a ragdoll, crashing against one of the castle walls before lying on

stared at the sight before him, hardly able to believe

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