He had already detected the cultivation levels of these three individuals; all were at the Spirit King level.
Among them, the tallest one had the highest cultivation, similar to Leo, having reached the upper-stage Spirit King level.
The other two were at the mid-stage Spirit King level.
At the same time, Leo found it strange. Normally, Spirit King cultivators couldn’t traverse unstable spatial rifts. How did these three arrive on Earth unscathed?
Could it be that the Planar Conduit within the spatial rift had stabilized?
A cold glint flashed in Lawson’s eyes as he unleashed a powerful aura. “Kid, encountering the three of us is your misfortune. I’ve never consumed the soul of a Swordmaster before; today, I’ll start with you.”
As he spoke, Lawson quickly formed hand seals, and a faint red, bloody aura began to gather above his head.
“Divine Art, Blood Devour!” Lawson shouted coldly.
With his shout, the bloody aura suddenly transformed into a giant blood-red python.
The python coiled in the air, its head menacing and exuding a sky-high bloody aura, each scale clearly visible.
“Devour him!” Lawson pointed at Leo.
The blood-red python’s eyes locked onto Leo, its gaping maw revealing sharp fangs as it dove from the sky.
Leo remained calm, his eyes as cold as before.
He summoned a talisman.
Suddenly, rings of lightning appeared around Leo’s body, spreading to the Dragon Sword, which erupted with a terrifying thunderous power.
“He can use talismans!?” Lawson’s pupils contracted upon seeing Leo summon the talisman.
As the python was about to bite down, a surge of sword intent burst from Leo.
Surrounded by lightning, Leo leaped up, meeting the descending python head-on while slashing out with a powerful lightning-infused sword strike.
The powerful Thunderstrike sliced through the python’s head.
Time seemed to pause for a second before the python exploded into a mist of blood.
“He broke Lawson’s Blood Devour with one strike!” Tristen exclaimed in surprise.
Standing beside him, Saul’s expression also turned serious.
Lawson was genuinely shocked this time, his face contorting with rage.
Being humiliated by a cultivator from such a low-level world was something he couldn’t accept.
Leo didn’t care whether Lawson could accept it or not. Since these three had come to Earth, they couldn’t be allowed to return alive. Otherwise, with the Otherworld’s massive invasion, Earth would be doomed.
Leo’s figure flashed as he charged at Lawson with the Dragon Sword, which was crackling with lightning.
Fury surged within Lawson as he shouted, “Kid, do you really think I’m afraid of you!?”
Lawson summoned a blood-colored staff covered in runes into his right hand.
He swung the staff in a circle, its bloody aura fierce and overwhelming as it met Leo head-on.
Leo showed no mercy, slashing at Lawson’s staff repeatedly with his sword.
Each strike released powerful energy that made Lawson’s hands ache and go numb.
In contrast, Leo was unaffected by the strange bloody aura emanating from the staff.
At this moment, Lawson felt extremely frustrated.
Being overpowered was usually something he made others feel; when had it ever happened to him?
As an elite disciple of the Bloodsoul Sect, Lawson was proud and outstanding among his peers. Being overpowered was unacceptable to him.
With bloodshot eyes, Lawson roared and swung his staff with all his might.
Leo smirked coldly and increased his attack speed with the Dragon Sword.
A series of Radiant Blade slashes formed a Lightning Net around Lawson, suffocating him.
As the Lightning Net tightened, Lawson’s movement space shrank further.
“Lawson, I’ll help you!” Tristen shouted, channeling his spiritual power as he rushed towards Leo and Lawson’s battle.
But Tristen was a step too late.
A Thunderblade slashed down at Lawson, who was trapped in the Lightning Net.
With a loud bang, the Lightning Net shattered, and the Thunderblade disappeared.
A deep gash appeared on Lawson’s chest, blood flowing from the wound as lightning flickered across his body.
Immediately after, Leo flashed forward and kicked Lawson’s wounded chest with spiritual power.
Lawson spat out blood and flew back like a cannonball, nearly crashing into Tristen.
Boom!
Lawson hit the ground hard, creating a large crater upon impact.
In the crater, Lawson spat out more blood, his face turning pale.
“Lawson!” Tristen shouted, rushing towards him.
Tristen couldn’t believe that the powerful Lawson had been defeated by a cultivator from this low-level human world in just a few moves.
After catching his breath, Lawson leaped out of the crater and roared, “I’ll kill you!”
Lawson flew into the air opposite Leo, extending his blood-colored staff into a massive shadow over a hundred meters long.
Leo’s eyes turned cold as his Dragon Sword emitted an even more terrifying Thunderstrike.
Just as Lawson was about to swing the massive staff shadow at Leo, Saul, who had been watching indifferently, spoke up. “Lawson, stop!”
Hearing Saul’s words, Lawson halted his staff mid-air and looked at Saul in confusion.
Saul was Elder Dorian’s direct disciple within their sect. He was exceptionally talented and one of Bloodsoul Sect’s top three genius disciples.
Thus, Saul’s status in Bloodsoul Sect was far higher than Lawson’s. Both Lawson and Tristen always followed Saul’s lead; they couldn’t disobey him.
“What’s wrong, Saul?” Lawson suppressed his raging anger and asked in confusion.
“You’re no match for him,” Saul said calmly after glancing at Lawson.
Then Saul turned his gaze back to Leo, a cold glint flashing in his indifferent eyes.
“Saul, I…” Lawson’s face changed instantly. He gritted his teeth and wanted to argue.
As an elite disciple of Bloodsoul Sect, how could he lose to someone from a low-level world?
“I’ll handle him,” Saul said in a tone that brooked no argument despite its calmness.
“Saul, you’re going to take action yourself?” Tristen asked. It was rare for him to see Saul make a move.
Saul nodded slightly with an air of superiority. “You two just watch and learn.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” Lawson and Tristen replied in unison.
Saul flashed forward to face Leo directly, looking at him coldly.