Deities: Starting From Goblins

The Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader roared in struggle, ignited his own blood sea at Dantian, and for a while, his power was amplified by a hundred times. Like a demon beast in the next moment, he charged at the nearest person, who was preparing to attack the Sect Leader of the Flying Flow Sect.

Facing the berserk Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader, he dared not confront him straight on but instead used a divine skill and quickly retreated. Celica Shingo and the others attacked from the rear, continuously inflicting severe wounds on the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader with a variety of spells and runes.

Just less than half a minute had passed, and the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader had more than a dozen wounds on his body. His entire body was on the verge of collapse, only that he had forcefully ignited his amplifying power; otherwise, he would have fallen already.

At this time, the death of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader was merely a matter of time, so everyone was not in a rush. They understood that being overly anxious might lead to chaos, so they continued to exploit the situation slowly, knowing that the injuries would continuously weaken the opponent’s strength.

At this very moment, the combat power of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader was only a tenth of what it was originally. He bitterly smiled and said, “I regret, if only I could have slain Logan and others earlier, I wouldn’t have ended up in such a situation. This life is too bitter, spending a lifetime in cultivation just to reach a half-step Saint Seat, I wanted to strive for a glimmer of life as my lifespan was nearing its end, but then was suddenly heavily injured by several other big Sects.”

He knew that he couldn’t hold on for much longer, perhaps it was just a matter of moments before his death. There’s a sense of unwillingness in his heart. Firstly, he was unwilling that he was targeted by other Sects like this, and secondly, it was hopeless for him to reach a Saint Seat in this lifetime.

While his power was still amplified, the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader set his sights on Celica Shingo. Among the several Sect leaders, his strength was the most inferior. If he used his last strength to break through, perhaps only then would he have a glimmer of chance for survival.

His fist shrouded in the terrifying Rule Power punched out like a bamboo split, with the sound of punch also continuously bursting in the air. In the face of such a ferocious attack, Celica Shingo remained calm. With a casual flat of his hand, he easily blocked it.

Following closely, he punched back. The fist of Celica Shingo carried the Rule Power of Thunder, much more powerful than the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader. Within a heartbeat, the latter flew out uncontrollably and also was hit by other divine law powers.

A blank look in his eyes, the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader was incredulous, “My power was increased ten times by burning my own bloodline and Dantian, yet I’m so easily defeated in front of you. It turns out that you were hiding your true strength. You are indeed the strongest among the half-step Saints.”

“It’s not that I was hiding, just that over the decades my power has advanced further, while you’ve stagnated. You think you are the first among the half-step Saints but never calmly considered if your cultivation speed truly surpasses others,”

Celica Shingo shook his head. For so many years, he has been taking steady steps, neither arrogant nor impatient in cultivation or life, so he has always been more successful than others in understanding the law. Plus, Thunder Rule is among the top in power within the laws.

After a series of attacks, the originally injured Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader was now almost at his limit. He was barely hanging on there, and if the rest of the Sect Leaders struck him again, he would surely fall to eternal sleep.

However, at this point, the other Sect Leaders seemed surprisingly relaxed. In a somewhat gloating manner, they approached the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader, leaving him utterly powerless and outraged.

“Brothers, can you spare me?” With heavy injuries, the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader knelt down. He had been proud all his life, however at the brink of his death, he realized that he could discard all honor and dignity for the slim chance of survival.

This scene was indeed shocking. The other Sect Leaders were dumbfounded as the domineering Heavenly Sword Sect’s Leader, who had never bowed his head in front of them for decades, was now kneeling. It pulls at the heartstrings to witness such a sight of the once-respected Half-step Sanctuary Powerhouse.

Celica Shingo’s face turned grim and he shook his head, “Your Heavenly Sword Sect has gone too far. You have killed people from our Sects, accounting for this debt must be clear. Therefore, Heavenly Sword Sect should cease to exist, only then can we repay the blood debt with blood.”

“Our Sect is located in desolate cold lands, it’s difficult for us to produce strong fighters. One of our Tribune Elders died inexplicably, and now, you’re asking us to spare you when considering the losses we’ve suffered?”

The Sect Leader of the Flying Flow Sect clenched his fist and laughed heartily, “You must die. Stop trying to act humble now. After all, those who died in our Sect can’t be revived. If you knew this day was coming, you should have been more restrained before.”

For the other Sect Leaders, they have already started fighting with the Heavenly Sword Sect. If they were to spare him now, in case he really becomes a Saint in future, their Sects could be destroyed in a blink. So, no matter how sympathetic they were towards the Heavenly Sword Sect, they had to be ruthless now to avoid leaving behind any potential threats.