Beckett Baxter steadied himself without any pause, flipping his wrist as a sword force shot out.
The man had just stopped the bleeding at his waist and hadn’t caught his breath when the sword force flashed before him. Unable to dodge, he instinctively raised his hand to block.
The sword light flashed past his knee, severing a lower leg that flew off, blood spraying like a fountain.
“Ah…” the man screamed in pain as he fell to the ground.
Beckett Baxter did not intend to stop there. He raised his sword and pursued. “Boy, stop!” Another long-haired man from the Holy Ghost Tribe rushed out. As he spoke, he swung a large blade, sending an arc of blade light towards Beckett Baxter.
“If you want to fight, I’ll join you!” Harleen shouted, darting out. At the same time, she flicked her wrist, sending out a sword force to block.
A loud crash ensued as the blade light and sword force exploded simultaneously. Harleen retreated two to three hundred meters while the other man stepped back several dozen meters. The man was a seventh-rank Otherworldly Realm cultivator, slightly superior to Harleen without her trump cards.
As their attacks exploded, the previous man was already pierced through the heart by Beckett Baxter’s sword force, lifeless on the spot.
“Boy, I’ll kill you!” the long-haired man roared, chasing after Beckett Baxter with raised hand.
“Beckett, you go rest first!” Harleen said sternly. She flipped her wrist, forming a strong sword force net to attack the opponent.
“Get lost!” The long-haired man, seeing that Harleen was only a fourth-rank Otherworldly Realm cultivator, dismissed her and casually swept out a gust of wind. However, he quickly realized he had underestimated his opponent. The sharp sword force tore through his defense, leaving several bloody cuts on his other arm. Though not severely injured, it was clear that Harleen had enough strength to contend with him.
“Agustin Porter, remember to spare her life; she is still useful!” an elder’s voice came from the Holy Ghost Tribe.
“Understood!” The long-haired man steadied himself and replied.
“Harleen, be careful!” Ivy called out to Harleen.
“No worries!” Harleen replied.
“Girl, if you can’t win, surrender and come back. If something happens to you, I can’t explain it to Billy Boy!” Elder Xavier shouted.
“Don’t worry, Elder Xavier, I know what I’m doing!” Harleen nodded.
“I must say, you surprise me. A fourth-rank Otherworldly Realm cultivator with such strength!” The long-haired man looked at Harleen and spoke calmly.
“Stop wasting time and use your strongest move; otherwise, you might not get another chance!” Harleen replied sternly.
“Oh really?” The long-haired man sneered coldly. “Do you really think you can be my opponent?”
“Let’s find out!” Harleen responded coldly.
“Alright then!” The long-haired man replied again. As he spoke, he continuously flipped his large blade, cold light flashing in the air. Soon, endless blade lights filled a kilometer radius around them.
Next, a tangible large blade seemed to tear through the void and shot straight at Harleen from hundreds of meters away.
“Not bad!” Harleen squinted slightly. This time, she didn’t choose to clash head-on but swiftly dodged to the side. The large blade whistled past her.
“Can you dodge this?” the long-haired man said coldly. As he spoke, another large blade slashed rapidly from Harleen’s left side.
“This move won’t hurt me!” Harleen responded. She twisted her gaze and swung her ancient sword, sending out an extremely sharp sword energy to meet the attack.
A loud explosion followed as shockwaves spread rapidly. Harleen used the momentum to retreat several hundred meters.
“My turn now. Survive this strike if you can!” she shouted, activating one of her trump cards. An extremely cold sword light shot out like a frigid current, dropping the air temperature to freezing point instantly. Wherever it passed, all blade lights shattered, and water vapor in the air turned into ice particles.
“Hmm?!” The long-haired man’s pupils shrank sharply as he sensed the power of this strike. Without hesitation, he unleashed his strongest trump card-a tangible blade light tearing through the void shot out. However, he still underestimated Harleen’s strength!
The next moment, the blade light was frozen mid-air as the cold light continued forward, flashing past the long-haired man’s body. In an instant, he turned into an ice sculpture, frozen from head to toe.
A crisp sound followed as the man and the blade light shattered into countless ice pieces falling from mid-air.
“Hmm?” A surprised voice came from the Holy Ghost Tribe’s camp. No one expected Harleen to have such a trump card. Not only were they surprised, but Canyon View Institute’s side also erupted in astonished voices. With Harleen’s current displayed strength, she had surpassed Beckett Baxter!
“Harleen, come back and rest; I’ll take the next round!” Ivy said as she flew towards Harleen.
“No need for that trouble; I’ll fight one more round, then you can take over!” Harleen said to Ivy.
“No need for such hassle; both of you can come at me together!” At this moment, a woman walked out from the Holy Ghost Tribe’s camp. She appeared around forty years old, holding a bronze spear over three meters long and exuding a cold aura. Her aura indicated she was a level higher than the previous long-haired man-an eighth-rank Otherworldly Realm!
Seeing this woman, Elder Xavier and Spencer Bailey frowned deeply again. This was only the sixth person sent by the opponent and already an eighth-rank Otherworldly Realm cultivator. How strong would the remaining four be?
On the Institute’s side, among the younger generation, only Harleen and Ivy could be sent; anyone else would just be cannon fodder. Even if Harleen or Ivy used all their trump cards, they could only contend with a seventh-rank Otherworldly Realm opponent. An eighth-rank opponent was beyond their capability.
Realizing this, everyone’s hearts sank.
“Come on then, both of you together!” The woman said coldly as she gripped her spear and charged at Harleen and Ivy.
“Harleen, be careful!” Ivy shouted as she sent a sword light towards the woman with her ancient sword.
“Too weak!” The woman sneered as she swung her spear to meet the attack. In an instant, their attacks collided, sending Ivy flying three to four hundred meters away. Her breath was chaotic, with blood faintly visible at the corner of her mouth. The gap in their levels was evident; four levels apart were not easily bridged.