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.

attacks also targeted the soul, and a Sanctuary level cultivator would never be able to withstand

he was extremely well-read. He especially loved collecting treasures and knew a thing or

been certain that

before she let out a

Ryder turned around in disbelief, staring at a seemingly unharmed

alive, Ryder yanked Isabella backward

smiled, looking at

was still burning brightly with

but now he turned the attack at Wilbur

Wilbur's chest, letting out an

sneered coldly, countering with a fist

lit up with a combination of

was the

head in the form of tri-energy spiritual flames sparked with lightning, meeting Logan's fist

from the collision, causing rampant spiritual energy to shoot out into

castle's dome-shaped roof was blown clean off by this immense

them were still pale in the face

rampant spiritual energy seemed to squeeze

Dragon Punch blew Logan's arm clean off before striking him in the

sent flying like a ragdoll, crashing against one of

sight before him,

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