The man was the young master of the Lunula Sect, Julius Jackson. Presently, he was in soul projection form, hiding in the body of the disciple who had just died.
Alex locked eyes with him.
Julius gave a despicable expression and gaze.
“So what if I did?” Alex’s was even more aloof than Julius. “You’re that bast*rd young master who stole your subordinate’s concubine? Your subordinates even betrayed you and called you a bast*rd behind your back. Are you that stupid to come here to avenge them?”
“What are you talking about?” Julius’ eyes widened as he suppressed his anger.
“Don’t you understand human language?”
As the young master of the Lunula Sect, Julius had always been on a high horse. Alex’s repeated humiliation of him caused him to fly into a rage. “Tell me. who the hell are you?”
“I’m your grandpa!”
Alex picked up the Xavion Sword and slashed it at him.
‘No matter what projection you are… All of you, just go to hell.’
Swoosh!
Not only could the Xavion Sword sever flesh, but it could also sever souls. Although Julius’s projection was not even a soul, it shattered and split in half after the sword went through it. It seemed the projection was still somewhat related to its main body.
Before this mental projection was extinguished entirely, vicious words came out. “Aborigine, you’ve actually mastered the Xavion Sword. Very well. I’ll remember you. I’ll definitely come and find you.”
Poof!
Next, the mental projection completely shattered and was extinguished.
“That‘s right. It’s an aborigine. He has killed all our people and even destroyed my mental projection.”
“…”
The old man was shocked. The previous Wastelands were still forbidden lands. The aborigines over there were like birds with broken wings.
‘How could they still fly so high under such circumstances?’
After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something and said, “Young Master, the spiritual energy and will of the Wastelands has been resurrected, and the tide of spiritual energy has even erupted. This is spiritual energy condensed in the universe, so its significance is extraordinary. Some old geezers have very likely awakened during the tide of spiritual energy…”
Julius said, “It’s a young man. I can tell he’s not even fifty.”
The old man’s mouth was agape, totally stunned this time.
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