The two warriors behind them were not easy to deal with. They were vicious and never regarded warriors from third-grade worlds as people. They merely treated them as livestock that could be killed at any moment.

Christian was struggling immensely, causing Hector to frown as he whipped Christian again. Christian fell to the ground as his back burned hotly.

Fane frowned, and his calm expression finally turned serious. Those second-grade world warriors' hands were all stained with the blood of third-grade world warriors.

Fane was someone who would ignore anything that was not too outrageous. After all, it was his belief that the world was branded with the 'survival of the fittest' notion, and death was common news. However, Fane could not remain calm at the current situation.

Fane's hands moved as he formed countless seals that materialized in the air, quickly fusing together. A faint black glow could be seen from the middle of the fusion, and a one-meter-long blade appeared in front of everyone.

Edson and Hector exchanged an incredulous look. They felt like Fane was crazy and refused to drop whatever facade he crafted. They had seen through him, but he still insisted on acting like he was an amazing genius. It was both hilarious and frustrating.

Hector scoffed as he took out his weapon, rushing forward. They would be too kind to him by facing him at the same time, and Hector planned on finishing things in one blow to show Fane the gap between him and geniuses from second-grade worlds.

Fane sighed helplessly when he saw Hector attacking alone. The moment Hector attacked, Fane could tell the limits of Hector's strength and estimate who he was. Even if he was from a holy grade clan, he would only be an ordinary inner disciple. Hector could not be anything spectacular at all.

Fane pushed his hands forward, and his Broken Soul Blade shot forward like a cannon, swiftly clashing with the sword in Hector's hand. Everyone heard a crack as the sword shattered the moment it clashed.

Before everyone could react, the gray Broken Soul Blade had pierced through Hector's chest. The man had not even been able to cry out in agony before he fell to the ground.

The Broken Soul Blade had not

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diminished in strength after piercing through Hector and continued to charge toward Edson, who was not far away. The horrified Edson lunged upward, trying to turn around and run-immediately.

Hector had not held back earlier, but his weapon had been shattered right away, and he was basically punctured before slamming onto the ground. Edson was no match for Hector, so there was no way he could fight against Fane. It was madness incarnate!

Fane had not been acting or putting on a show; he really was that strong.

They were screwed, and they could never survive this!

Edson was completely terrified at that moment.

He regretted doubting Fane. If he had, he might have been able to leave. Yet, he practically stood no chance at that moment. As the thought surfaced in Edson's mind, he felt a chill in his chest before pain flooded in his mind. Têxt belongs to .

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He looked down to see the same gray blade piercing through his chest. The pain of his soul being ripped apart started to spread from his chest, and his cries of agony soon followed.

The intense pain rendered him

incapable of thought as he collapsed on the ground, and he then began to spasm as did every other warrior who had been hit by the Broken Soul Blade-unable to control himself at all.