"That''s the Radiant Guild''s Holy Spear of Judgement. How did it shatter so easily?"


    "That Eastern cultivator''s weapon must be an Ancient Immortal artifact that goes beyond a first-tier divine artifact."


    "No wonder Yodel couldn''t even beat him. His weapon is incredibly powerful!"


    "Damn it, why did such a monstrous existencee up first?"All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    "Don''t worry. He thinks he can take us all on alone, but we''ll tire him out eventually!"


    The Western cultivators chattered nervously.


    Back at the Divine Strategy Squadron''s side, everyone was astonished by how Ryan easily crushed the fifth-tier King Realm opponent from the West. "Ryan is so amazing!"


    "He''s so strong!"


    "This is so satisfying. Crush them, Ryan!"


    Hearing the cheers behind him, Ryan felt his bloodlust rising. A fifth-tier King Realm expert would be a high-ranking member of a guild.


    "Tyrannical sh!"


    An overwhelming and terrifying aura burst from Ryan as the sword in his hand emitted a sinister red glow. The intense smell of blood almost made Tysen retch. Just as he was distracted, Ryan''s de descended upon him. Tysen quickly raised the short spear again to block.


    The short spear shatteredpletely, and as Tysen moved aside, Ryan''s sword cut into his right shoulder. The razor-sharp de easily severed his arm. Ryan immediately withdrew his de and swung it horizontally toward Tysen''s head.


    "Secret Technique Angel''s Protection!"


    Tysen bit his tongue, a mist of blood spurting out of his mouth. The blood mist transformed into a two-winged angel, shielding him.


    Ryan''s god-ying de shed


    with a mighty force, and he felt a terrifying power trying to repel him Gritting his teeth, he curled his toes and gripped the de with both hands, pressing down hard on the angel''s wings.


    "I don''t care what angel you are. Even a god will kneel before my god-ying sword." "You insignificant ant. How dare a mere mortal challenge a god?" Tysen sneered.


    Angel''s Protection was a skill all descendants of angels had to learn. Although it could only summon the remnant soul of a two-winged angel to protect them, it was imprable to ordinary mortals.


    "It''s not toote to surrender now!" Tysen roared arrogantly.


    "As if I will!" Ryan cursed angrily. He drew the sword across his palm, instantly drawing arge amount of blood.


    The sword erupted in a blinding red


    light, staining half the sky crimson. Gradually, the red light morphed into a 10-meter-tall demonic shadow. This was the de spirit that Murdoch had sealed within the god-staying sword. Originally, Ryan needed to break through to the Profound Oriental Realm and unlock the second seal on the de to summon the de spirit. However, he had forcibly awakened the de spirit using his own blood.


    "Motu, lend me your strength!" Ryan roared, voice hoarse.


    The demonic figure, Mo Tu, stepped toward Ryan and transformed into a red mist that enveloped him.


    Instantly, Ryan''s aura surged from the Mystique Loyalty Realm to the Profound Oriental Realm, advancing rapidly through the early, mid,te, and peak stages to reach the Divine Sojourn Realm!