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The members of other sects, upon witnessing this scene, their expressions instantly soured. Although they were aware of the Evil Cultivator's strength before, they hadn't anticipated such a terrifying extent. Now, they finally understood why Logan had earlier told them to leave first—to protect them from harm.
"Logan, you..." An Elder from one of the sects hesitated to speak, wanting to say something but at a loss for words.
Logan didn't bother to speak to them again. He was fully focused on countering the attacks of the Evil Cultivator. He knew that the enemy he faced this time was different from before, a true Divine-Level Venerable, every move, every attack imbued with the power to destroy.
"Evil Cultivator, don't be too arrogant!" Logan roared as he swung his sword once more, its Sword Qi flashing like a rainbow, aiming straight for the Evil Cultivator's vital points.
