Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1224 - Chapter 1224 Chapter 676 The Red Nine-Headed

Chapter 1224: Chapter 676: The Red Nine-Headed Chapter 1224: Chapter 676: The Red Nine-Headed “Look, Logan actually came out unscathed.”

A Cultivator from a Great Sect whispered,

“His strength must be unfathomable.”

“If you ask me, these guys are in for it against Logan. They’ve probably hit a steel plate.”

Another Cultivator agreed.

Logan’s appearance made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn. He moved in front of the man and the Flood Dragon, his gaze coldly sweeping over them.

“Do you think that conspiring with an Evil Cultivator will allow you to escape punishment?”

Logan’s voice was low and forceful, as if it could penetrate the heart,

“Let me tell you, no matter where you go, you cannot escape the Judgment of justice.”

Upon hearing this, the man and the Flood Dragon shuddered.

They knew that what Logan said was true.

Their only choice now was to confess and submit to the law; otherwise, they would only sink deeper into trouble.

However, the man still refused to admit defeat. He glared at Logan, eyes full of fury as if to vent all his anger.

“Logan, don’t think you’ve won,” he said through gritted teeth, “Someday, I’ll make you realize my might.”

Logan, hearing this, merely gave a cold laugh. He didn’t take the man’s words seriously because he knew that someone like the man would never be his match.

“Take them away,” Logan instructed the Cultivators of the Great Sect beside him, “and let them receive the punishment they deserve.”

Upon hearing this, the Cultivators from the Great Sect immediately stepped forward and subdued the man and the Flood Dragon, preparing to take them away. Although they were reluctant, they were powerless to resist and could only passively accept their fate.

Before leaving, the man looked back at Logan with a complex expression in his eyes. He knew that he had truly lost this time, and it was a bitter defeat. Nevertheless, he was not willing to give up just yet. He silently swore in his heart that he must find an opportunity for revenge, to make Logan pay the proper price.

However, he didn’t realize that his fate was already in the hands of others. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t escape the Judgment and punishment of justice. Meanwhile, Logan continued on his journey of Cultivation, constantly pursuing higher Realms and greater strength.

“Tsk, they thought Logan was easy to deal with, how naive,” a Cultivator dressed in blue robes shook his head with a hint of disdain, “If Logan reaches the Divine Level, I can’t even imagine what kind of strength he’ll possess.”

“Yes, indeed, I heard he’s only at the Demigod Level but already capable of challenging Evil Cultivators above his rank, truly unimaginable,” another Cultivator chimed in, eyes sparkling with awe.

They chattered and discussed animatedly, completely oblivious to the man standing not far from them. Hearing their conversation, the man’s heart was in turmoil as if a massive stone was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He actually had a way to escape, which involved suppressing his profound Cultivation Level and then sneaking away with the Power of Soul. However, that would also leave him injured, requiring a long time to recover. More importantly, he was, after all, a Strong One who had once stepped into the Divine Level. How could he lose to Logan twice?

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He would never admit defeat! With that thought, he perked up, his gaze steadfastly fixed in the direction where Logan was.

At this moment, Logan stood before several Sects, his eyes deep and calm, as if he could see through everything. He felt greatly relieved, thankful that these Sects had actually been helpful and not caused any trouble. Otherwise, he would have had an even bigger headache.

“Lord Logan, we are truly indebted to you for your help this time. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have known what to do,” a representative from one of the Sects stepped forward and said respectfully.

Logan gave a slight smile, not saying much. He waved his hand and directly gave each Sect a jar of the Spirit Clearing Pills. The Elixir was filled with a rich fragrance that invigorated the spirit upon smelling.

“This is the Spirit Clearing Pill, it will be of assistance to your Cultivation,” Logan said indifferently, “I hope you can make good use of it and not let my intentions go to waste.”

Seeing those Spirit Clearing Pills, the representatives of the Sects opened their eyes wide, their faces showing surprise and delight. They knew that those Pills were rare treasures, greatly beneficial to enhancing Cultivation Levels. The fact that Logan was so generous as to give them away made them feel extraordinarily favored.

“Lord Logan, you are truly generous!” exclaimed a representative of a Sect, moved, “We will definitely cherish these Elixirs!”

Logan nodded and said no more. He turned and left, leaving behind a group of excited sect representatives and the stunned man.

The man watched Logan’s departing figure, his heart filled with mixed feelings. He knew that he had truly lost this time, and his defeat was severe. Yet, he was unwilling to give up just like that. He vowed in his heart to find a way to enhance his strength and one day reclaim his honor.

Therefore, he began to retreat for intensive Cultivation, tirelessly honing his Cultivation Level and the Power of Soul day and night. He believed that as long as he persisted, he would eventually surpass Logan and become a true Strong One.

As for Logan? He was not proud or complacent because of this victory. On the contrary, he became even more deeply aware of the ruthlessness and complexity of the Cultivation World. He knew that to secure a footing in the Cultivation World, he must continually improve his strength; otherwise, he would be trampled underfoot.