Deities: Starting From Goblins

After all, the Divine Weapons represent the Holy See’s Dharma devices. Even if the Holy See itself was not holding them, they could still emit unimaginable power to block the attack. The moment the two sides’ attacks collided, the power spread outwards, destroying the entire camp.

Some sect disciples who did not understand the situation also came forward at this moment, watching the battle between the five sect leaders and the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The first round seemed to be a draw, but only the five sect leaders knew they were slightly at a disadvantage.

The Heavenly Sword Sect leader’s attack was casual, while they used all their strength. In addition, they could only exert two or three-tenths of the Divine Weapons’ power, so they were insignificant in front of a Quasi-Saint Seat. The upcoming battle would probably be even more dangerous.

Logan was naturally observing as well. He had previously fought a simple battle with the City Lord. He had originally thought that the Half-step Saint Seat was nothing more than this, but this moment changed his mind. The opponent probably didn’t use all his strength against him.

A Half-step Saint Seat is not a Saint Seat, but it cannot be compared with the Dominator and Throne either. The difference between the two is not a mere one-half, although Logan can increase his strength beyond his level with the help of divine weapons, but there is a limit to all this.

The leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked at them and shook his head, “You’re not worthy opponents. I will give the five of you a quick death, but if you continue to be stubborn, I will leave no one in your sect alive. Do you dare to compare yourselves with my Quasi-Saint level with your tiny Half-step?”

“The outcome is not yet known.” Celica Shingo replied with a single sentence. The five of them all held divine weapons. They might not lose to the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and although they were unsure why he suddenly became a Quasi-Saint, they doubted that he could exert the power of a Quasi-Saint.

A great fight was about to erupt. The five of them attacked the Heavenly Sword Sect leader from different directions. At first, the Heavenly Sword Sect leader demonstrated formidable strength, causing several people to continuously retreat. After ten or so rounds, even Celica Shingo was injured.

However, as time went on, the Heavenly Sword Sect leader gradually became powerless, which plunged him into confusion. He was a Quasi-Saint after all, and even though the five of them were assisted by divine weapons, it couldn’t be possible that he was on the losing end, could it?

The leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect was unwilling to accept it, even thinking that this was only his illusion. So he rushed up again to fight, and except for the initial fear and disorientation, Celica Shingo and others had gradually stabilized the battle situation. They did not give the Heavenly Sword Sect leader any chance to attack and continued to sneak attack from different directions.

Logan, in the crowd, also shook his head. As he had guessed, the Heavenly Sword Sect leader was not a real Quasi-Saint Seat. He was just forcibly upgraded by someone using a certain method, which also produced considerable side effects.

After a hundred rounds, the Heavenly Sword Sect leader was on his last breath. He had over a dozen penetrating wounds on his body. Suddenly, his Quasi-Saint Realm dropped drastically. Only then did he realize that his life was burning away, and understood why his realm had suddenly increased. It turned out it was this kind of forced growth method.

The leader of the Heavenly Saint Sect was unwilling to accept this and continued to question, “Say, how did your realm suddenly increase? If you reveal the cause, I can spare your life.” Now on his last breath, the Heavenly Sword Sect leader closed his eyes in despair, awaiting death.

He had failed in his revenge. This time, he was in an inescapable calamity. The Saint Seat would certainly not help him again. Moreover, his internal organs including Dantian were shattered. Even if the Saint Seat made a move, it would be too late.

The leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect didn’t want to be humiliated. He focused his remaining strength in his heart. Accompanied by an explosion, he disappeared into nothingness. This scene astonished the five sect leaders. They were hoping to find out more from the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

“Let it be, the matter has finally come to an end.” Celica Shingo sighed. Now that the Heavenly Sword Sect leader was completely dead, the five major sects didn’t need to worry about anything. They could safely return to their respective sects after leaving the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

A terrifying pressure suddenly descended, and an old man stepped out of the void. His aura alone made thousands of people kneel and worship him. The moment he appeared, he slew the Heavenly Saint Sect leader who was closest to him with a Divine Skill.

This shocked everyone. Was this the terror of the Sanctuary Powerhouse? He casually killed a Half-step Saint Seat. It should be noted that this was the sect leader of the Heavenly Saint Sect, a top-tier sect that has stood for thousands of years.

The leader of Flying Flow Sect was quite tactful. At this moment, he quietly retreated a hundred meters, fearing he would attract the old man’s attention. The old man casually waved his hand, and more than a dozen Dominator-level experts disappeared before they had time to react. This frightened the thousands of people present.

Thousands of people knelt down in an instant, but Logan, disguised in the crowd, remained calm. Unlike the others, he did not kneel. After all, Logan was used to big scenes. The Beast King and Heavenly Saint Daoist he had seen before were both Saint Seats.

This made the old man take a fresh look at him. He smiled slightly and said, “So you are Logan? You single-handedly led to the mutual destruction of the Beast King and the Heavenly Saint Daoist. This matter has been spread among all Sanctuary Powerhouses. It must be said that youth produces the hero.”