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.

also targeted the soul, and a Sanctuary

He especially loved collecting treasures and knew a thing or two

certain that

before she let out a small

and Ryder turned around in disbelief, staring at a seemingly unharmed

yanked Isabella backward as he said,

looking

fist was still burning brightly

and Ryder, but now he turned the attack at

chest,

coldly, countering with a fist

his fist lit up with

was the

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

causing rampant spiritual energy to shoot out into the

dome-shaped roof was blown clean off by this immense

were still pale in

from the rampant spiritual energy seemed to

arm clean off before striking him in

a ragdoll, crashing against one of the castle

the sight before him, hardly able to believe

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