Chapter 293: The Showdown
Logan landed slowly on the ground. The atmosphere was tense. Millions of monsters and cultivators were supposed to clash at the moment. There were even two Cultivation God realm cultivators, the peak of cultivation. Yet no one moved. No one whispered.
The middle-aged man stayed like that for a long time until he heard a voice in his mind. ’We need to attack him at once.’ The middle-aged man was stunned and looked left and right. Then he saw who it was. The primordial dragon was looking at him. ’You me and all those who are in God Accession realm... We need to attack him at once. Or else, forget about the sword or any other reason we are here for. We all will die here.’
The middle-aged man nodded.
The primordial dragon passed the same instruction to many others. Monsters... Cultivators... All those who were in the God Accession realm.
All nodded in confirmation. They knew Logan was strong. But no one believed Logan would be able to deal with this many opponents at once.
’At my signal.’ The primordial dragon passed his last instruction to everyone. Everyone’s muscles tensed. Energy swirled inside their dantians.
Logan was still waiting for the demon girl to burst off the ground, when...
Whoooosh!
The primordial dragon shot forward. "Nowwwwwww." He roared as he transformed into his dragon form. A colossal dragon covered the sky. Wings flapped in the air slowly, yet each movement created a strong gust of wind that exploded outward like a shockwave.
The middle-aged man also bolted forward. His speed was no less than lightning. Like a phantom, he cut through the air while brandishing a black great sword.
Twenty three monsters charged forward. Two of them were minotaurs. Three were crimson orcs. Two blue dragons. These six were prominent ones, strongest below the Cultivation God realm. A few of the cultivators were also in the same realm.
The ground rumbled. The air trembled. The space distorted due to the combined mana and energy fluctuation.
Renata and Lamia were about to shoot toward Logan to help but he raised his hand, gesturing them to stop.
Mercer also wanted to go, but seeing Logan’s calm expression, he didn’t. He too was curious to see how much this young man was actually hiding.
In the distance, Lilith stood with a worried face.
Logan looked at her. Then at Mercer. "After this, no one will dare to eye the Flame Empire recklessly."
Logan’s back straightened.
Instantly, a tsunami-like energy wave erupted outward. Those below the God Accession realm were sent flying. Those below the Cultivation God realm were pushed back, their feet digging trenches in the ground.
And the two cultivation Gods. They weren’t forced back, but their charging speed diminished greatly.
"Fuck!" One of the cultivators from Eighth Heaven cursed. "Who the hell is this devil? What kind of existence is he?" Though only he spoke, others also had this same question, the same thought hammering in their minds that who was this person. And what was about to happen now?
Logan raised one hand and drew it back like a coiled spring. "Curse palm." He whispered before thrusting his palm forward.
A gigantic hologram of a straightened palm appeared before him. Its height was at least seven feet. The gigantic palm stormed forward toward the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man leaped in the air and dodged the attack. He threw an energy ball from above, intending to destroy it. But his attack landed as if a tiny drop of water falling on an ocean.
The intimidating palm moved forward and slammed into the swarm of monsters. The moment it came into contact, a huge vortex of air materialized.
Whooooooooo!
Nearby thirty to forty monsters and cultivators were sucked into it before being meat paste the next moment. Blood splattered in the ground.
A deadly silence fell before Logan mirrored the same movement again with his left hand.
This time it whistled through the air toward the dragon hovering in the sky.
The dragon moved fast. But due to its massive size, the primordial dragon couldn’t dodge the attack fully.
The palm struck its left wing.
Whooooooooo!
The wing twisted before being sucked into the vortex.
Half of the dragon’s left wing was destroyed.
"Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." The dragon roared in pain. Its reptilian eyes became bloodshot. Smoke curled up as it started to regenerate. But the rage in its eyes kept rising. It opened its massive maw.
A green gas swirled inside it, lightning flickering along with it.
As Logan was about to send another palm strike, the dragon thrust its head forward at an explosive speed.
"Whooooooooooo."
Like a shooting star, a great beam of energy shot forward, lightning dancing along its surface.
Logan straightened his hand, ready to call the Demon Sword. But then he noticed something. Wherever the beam of energy passed by, the air sizzled with a rotting smell.
"Poison." Logan whispered as his lips curved into a smile.
His body relaxed. He stood there calmly, waiting for the beam of energy to strike him.
Sphlackkkk!
The beam struck him with a dangerous hiss.
Logan’s flesh instantly melted down, his white bones became visible. His brows furrowed slightly in pain.
But the next moment, those wounds started to heal again, flesh spreading forward as if his body cells were crawling. His blood thinned out like threads and connected with the blood threads at the front and then started pulling.
And under everyone’s astonished gazes, his body was fully healed. Other than the tattered clothes, he looked totally untouched.
The dragon’s forehead knitted together. Green veins bulged beneath its skin.
The dragon reared its head once more, maw widening as if it wanted to swallow the whole Heaven.
Thick green gas swirled once more. But this time, the energy was thicker, more deadly. Lightning flickered intensely.
A huge sphere started to form inside its maw.
Everyone held their breath. Some afraid, some confused, some just frozen from shock.
Meanwhile a figure was hovering high above the sky. It was none other than Verham.
"He’s doing it again." He chuckled.