Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 593 A Cultivator

Emrys unsheathed the Ice Luna Machete, gripping it with a single hand as it was embedded diagonally in the ground. His fingers glided over the chillingly cold blade. He sneered and remarked, “It’s laughable that you all would consider such worthless trash as a treasure!”

As soon as his words left his mouth, Emrys flicked his finger, setting off a series of crackling sounds. The Ice Luna Machete, cherished by Gilbert, began to shatter from the hilt, inch by inch, until the cracks reached the tip of the blade.

“Is this trash even worth my time to kill and loot?”

With a commanding shout, Emrys forcefully flung the cracked Ice Luna Machete aside. Countless fragments of the blade instantly pierced into the earth, leaving only a severely damaged hilt embedded in the ground.

The Ice Luna Machete is shattered?

Everyone’s pupils constricted.

For a moment, they were unable to react.

This was also true for Rowan.

Despite his cultivation being at the middle phase of Venerable Being, which was quite powerful, the idea of shattering the Ice Luna Machete with such ease seemed impossible.

How did Emrys manage to do it?

Just as Rowan was taken aback, a figure appeared before him in an instant, moving with incredible swiftness.

It was Emrys.

Emrys had taken the initiative to launch an attack.

Moreover, his move was accompanied by a terrifying momentum, akin to a thunderbolt. In less than half a breath’s time, he had torn apart the storm in front of Rowan.

“Upholding justice?”

Rowan could react, a cold, ruthless

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after, he felt an overwhelmingly domineering

Boom!

suddenly suspended in mid–air, rapidly retreating before

against the tree trunk by an arm as hard as iron, leaving his entire body suspended, unable

was worn around

that Emrys did not use his internal energy at

was the story behind the

Could it be…

grew increasingly labored, his face flushing a deep red. Even his eyes began to fill with blood,

already enveloped

not a martial artist at all. Instead, he was a cultivator who had surpassed the limitations of the worldly and martial arts

D*mn you, Gilbert!

did you have to drag me

a wild

increasingly flushed, and his breathing became

if he had already

no intention

he wanted to resist, he couldn’t.

a cultivator only

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yourself, so how could you possibly

was on the verge of

let ge

Bang!