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?”

could react, a cold, ruthless voice suddenly

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overwhelmingly domineering

Boom!

suddenly suspended in mid–air, rapidly retreating

against the tree trunk by an arm as hard as iron, leaving

that arm, a high–tech tracking bracelet was worn around the wrist, emitting

Emrys did not use

behind the terrifying power he had

Could it be…

began to fill with blood, turning a startling shade of crimson. Yet, he seemed to

was already enveloped and

didn’t light up, indicating that Emrys was 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!

why did you

wild roar echoed.

flushed, and his breathing became increasingly difficult!

had already stepped

was no intention

he wanted to resist, he

a cultivator only

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593 A Cultivator

so how

as Rowan felt he was on the verge of suffocation, Emrys‘ cold voice resonated once again.

let ge

Bang!