Gods: Starting with the Goblins

. Sweat dripped down Luo Dan's forehead, crystal clear, like dewdrops in the morning sun, but it could not hide the panic and helplessness in his heart. He secretly murmured in his heart, why didn't the old man tell him in advance? If he had known the stakes earlier, he would not have used that precious inheritance power rashly. After all, that was his trump card, and he originally planned to reveal it at the critical moment.

At this point, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Luo Dan could only bite the bullet, grit his teeth, and prepare to face the coming storm. He knew that once he took this step, there would be no turning back.

The shadow on the opposite side had a stern face and dagger-like eyes, staring at Luo Dan closely, as if trying to see through him. He said in a cold voice: "The aura emanating from you makes me sick all the time, as if it contains endless filth and evil. And the sword in your hand, I was mercilessly chopped by this sword. Kill, the pain and humiliation, I still remember it in my heart. Today, I will take your life to avenge the shame!"

Facing the threat of the phantom, Rodan did not show any panic or fear. He took a deep breath to calm down the turmoil in his heart, then sighed and said slowly: "You'd better not speak big words too early, or you may end up with a tragic end. You know, things are unpredictable, and victory or defeat is often just a matter of a thought. You If you really think you have a chance to win, then go ahead and give it a try.”

There was an unquestionable firmness and confidence in Luodan's words, as if he was fully prepared and would go all out to fight to the death no matter what the outcome was.

He secretly made up his mind and vowed to raise his cultivation level to an unprecedented level, a level that transcended convention and was almost like a god. Only in this way can he have enough power to touch the mysterious soul hidden deep in the sword - the sword spirit, so that he can wake up from his slumber in advance. He knew how powerful the sword spirit was. Once he could awaken it, his chances of winning would undoubtedly be greatly increased when facing the evil cultivator in front of him, and he might even be able to decide the outcome in a single battle.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the next second, the phantom swooped towards Rodan like a ghost, carrying a heaven-destroying aura. However, Rodan's reaction speed was extremely fast. He sensed the danger almost immediately. Not to be outdone, he waved his palm to attack, and struck out with one palm, directly smashing the phantom into pieces and turning it into nothingness.

In the midst of this electric light and flint, Luo Dan thought, and the sword spirit that had been sleeping for a long time was finally awakened by him and slowly appeared in front of everyone. I saw a golden light flash suddenly, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it. Everyone's faces showed expressions of disbelief. They had never seen such a shocking scene.

Even the phantom's body trembled involuntarily, as if feeling the powerful pressure from the sword spirit. The fierce attack originally emitted by the phantom dissipated as quickly as ice and snow melted at the moment the sword spirit appeared, until it was completely invisible. This scene made everyone present feel unprecedented shock and awe.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could such a thing happen?" Xuying's eyes widened and he looked at the sword spirit that appeared out of thin air in disbelief. Anger was rising in his chest, as if he wanted to kill him. His whole body burned up. He burst into a deafening roar, his voice full of unwillingness and anger. He never expected that Rodan had reached the point where he could control the sword spirit.

Luo Dan was slightly stunned. He looked at the shadow with some surprise and muttered to himself: It's just a sword spirit, so there's no need to react so big, right? Although he knew that the sword spirit was powerful, he never expected that Xuying would be so out of control.

However, just as Luo Dan was stunned, he heard the angry questioning voice of the shadow: "As a sword spirit from ancient times, you should have been suppressed in the endless abyss. Why can you escape the laws of heaven and earth?" There is nothing wrong with the sanctions?”

When Luo Dan heard this, he was completely dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the shadow, feeling an indescribable horror in his heart. Could it be that he overheard some shocking secret?

In fact, he didn't really want to know these secrets. As the saying goes, "the more you know, the greater the threat you will be." Luo Dan knew this truth very well, but at this moment, he seemed to be involved in a huge whirlpool, unable to extricate himself. He could only listen to the roar of the shadow silently, praying secretly in his heart, hoping that all this would end as soon as possible.

Rodan was not interested in the noise and commotion around him. He was completely immersed in the newly acquired sword called "Eternal Life". At this moment, a golden figure slowly appeared beside him. It was naturally the sword spirit that had been contained in Rodan's sword for a long time. The existence of this sword spirit seems to add a bit of mystery and extraordinaryness to this sword.

"Eternal life" is the most simple word. These two simple words contain the true meaning and essence of this sword. It is not only a sharp weapon, but also a loyal partner and guardian on Rodan's path of cultivation. Compared with before, the appearance of the sword spirit this time seemed to be more powerful and majestic than ever before. Its aura showed vague signs of recovery, as if it was gradually waking up from a deep sleep.

As the sword spirit emerged, its aura became majestic and vast at this moment, as if it could swallow the world and accommodate everything. The golden light flickered, as dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at it. When the sword spirit's eyes fell on the rolling black gas not far away, a trace of sharpness and determination flashed in its eyes, as if it was ready to fight evil to the end.

Luo Dan felt the power and determination of the sword spirit around him, and an inexplicable confidence and courage surged in his heart. He knew that with the company of this "eternal life" sword and the sword spirit, no matter what challenges and difficulties were waiting for them ahead, they would move forward bravely and fearlessly.

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The sword spirit seemed to be extremely angry at that moment, and a piercing cold light burst out of its eyes, like the most biting cold wind in winter, which made people shudder. Then, the sword spirit turned into a sharp breath, and rushed towards the black shadow - the phantom like a wild horse. The speed was so fast that it almost exceeded the limit of human eyes, leaving only a golden afterimage flickering in the air.

In a moment, the golden breath had penetrated the phantom's eyebrows, like an invisible sword, accurately hitting its vitals. The phantom's body seemed to be frozen at this moment, and then it shattered like broken glass and dissipated in the air. This scene stunned everyone else present. They widened their eyes and looked unbelievable.

"Is that... the power that burst out from the sword in Luo Dan's hand?" Someone murmured to himself, his voice full of shock and confusion. They couldn't imagine that a seemingly ordinary sword could burst out such a terrifying power and easily kill an evil cultivator from ancient times. Logically speaking, this shouldn't happen at all!

Luo Dan was also stunned. He looked at the sword in his hand, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew that this sword was not simple, but the power it showed was far beyond his expectations. At this moment, he seemed to feel the infinite mystery and power contained in the sword, and he was more determined to take the path he wanted to take.

They looked at each other, their eyes full of doubts and confusion, as if everyone was looking for a reasonable explanation, thinking that everything that had just happened was just their illusion, a dizziness or a temporary loss of mind. However, reality ruthlessly broke their fantasy.

Qilin stood aside, frowning, his face full of disbelief. Originally, in his expectation, the evil cultivator should be able to defeat Luo Dan easily, after all, the strength of the evil cultivator was unfathomable, and he possessed the evil power of ancient times. But what shocked him was that Luo Dan didn't know what method he used, but actually forced the evil cultivator back in full view of everyone.

This scene was undoubtedly a huge blow to Qilin. He clenched his teeth, as if to suppress the gasp that was about to come out, staring at Luo Dan tightly, trying to find the answer from him. His heart was filled with doubts and unwillingness. He didn't understand why a seemingly ordinary sect disciple could burst out with such amazing power, subverting all his predictions and imaginations.

"Qilin, didn't you say that the evil cultivators in ancient times were all difficult characters and difficult to deal with? Then what is the situation now? How could he easily kill people in one move?" A man looked at Qilin in disbelief, his tone full of astonishment and confusion. He rubbed his eyes, as if he wanted to confirm whether everything happening in front of him was real.

Qilin was also stunned. He frowned and explained: "This... I don't know about this. Logically speaking, the evil cultivators in ancient times should have powerful strength and profound cultivation. How could they be defeated by Luo Dan in one move?"

"Could it be... that the evil cultivator you released was a fake one?" The man said half-jokingly and half-seriously, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Qilin quickly shook his head and denied: "How is it possible! This is the ancient evil cultivator that I found with great difficulty, how could it be fake?"

"Then his strength is too weak." Another man narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Just now I clearly felt that he was plundering my secret method, but later he looked down on me and gave up. I thought he was so powerful, but he was easily destroyed."

"Yes, this is too unexpected." Others also echoed, they looked at each other, their eyes were full of surprise and confusion.

"After all this time, they asked us to help, but we didn't help at all and just watched a lot of fun." A sect disciple said with a wry smile, "It's really interesting. I didn't expect this action to end up like this."

"But then again, Luo Dan's strength is really impressive." Another disciple sighed, "He was able to defeat the ancient evil cultivator with one move. His strength is simply too terrifying."

"Yes, it seems that we have to be more careful in the future." Everyone nodded in agreement, and they looked at Luo Dan with awe and admiration. Although this action was unexpected, it also made them deeply aware of Luo Dan's strength and potential.

"Tsk, look at the sword in his hand, it's so powerful!" One of them blurted out, his eyes full of amazement and envy, "It's so powerful and contains so much power, it's just like a legendary artifact. Who knows what kind of magic weapon that sword is? It looks ordinary on the outside, but it's actually ridiculously powerful."

The people around him couldn't help but persuade him, "Don't think about it. Luo Dan is so powerful. How could the magic weapon he can use be a common one? I guess that sword must be a magic weapon of the god level, and it may even be a treasure left over from the ancient times."

They made bold guesses and talked about it, and their voices rose and fell. Qilin, who was standing aside, looked at Luo Dan with a gloomy face, with anger and unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

He walked quickly to Luo Dan and asked in a cold tone, "Luo Dan, don't be arrogant! Don't think you can do whatever you want with that sword. I won't let you go. Just wait for me, I promise to make you regret what you did!"

Hearing this, Luo Dan just smiled faintly and ignored Qilin's threat. He gently stroked the sword in his hand, feeling the majestic power contained in the sword, and his heart was full of confidence and determination.

"Qilin, don't go too far." Someone nearby couldn't stand it anymore and warned, "Luo Dan has shown his strength. You should respect him instead of making trouble here."

Qilin seemed not to hear it and continued to stare at Luo Dan, as if he wanted to stare through him. Luo Dan always maintained a calm attitude, as if everything was under his control.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while, and the atmosphere around became tense. However, Luo Dan didn't seem to care about it. He gently waved the sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed, as if even the air was cut.

"Qilin, I don't mean to be your enemy." Luo Dan said lightly, "But if you insist on making trouble, I won't show mercy. This sword is not for display."

Luo Dan was still immersed in the thrilling battle just now. Before he could come back to his senses, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere around him had become a little subtle. He looked around and found that many people had some hostility and dissatisfaction in their eyes, as if he had done something unforgivable. Luo Dan was confused, and he muttered to himself: What does this have to do with him? He had no idea what he had done wrong, and why so many people suddenly hated him. (End of this chapter)