"You all from the Great Sects, what on earth are you playing at?" Logan shouted loudly, his voice filled with dissatisfaction and urgency, "Now is not the time for your scheming! Get serious, or we will all perish here!"
Upon hearing this, the faces of the people from various sects changed slightly. They knew Logan's strength and position, and understood his anxious state at the moment. Thus, they put aside their thoughts and started to put their full effort into the battle.
On the battlefield, Sword Qi and Demonic Qi intertwined, forming dazzling screens of light. Logan, holding his longsword, moved across the battlefield like a ghost, each swing of his sword accompanied by sharp Sword Qi, aiming straight for the vital spots of the Evil Cultivators. The Evil Cultivators, unwilling to show weakness, relied on their bizarre Demon Techniques and cunning tactics, constantly moving around the battlefield, trying to find a breach in Logan's defenses.
