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Lachlan listened to these words, his eyes flickering as he contemplated. At this moment, Raphael also recognized Lachlan, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.

“Lachlan, is that you?” Raphael’s tone carried a touch of delight.

“Raphael, good to see you again,” Lachlan nodded and responded with a smile.

The others present were immediately taken aback by this exchange. Manfred glanced at Raphael and asked casually, “Raphael, do you know this kid?”

Got it! In the other party’s mouth, the former Mr. Macdonald had directly become Raphael…

“Mr. Macdonald, this is Lachlan, my… friend,” Raphael said, turning towards the skilled members of the Ancient Macdonald family who were itching to make a move against Lachlan. “Everyone, let’s talk it out! How about letting Lachlan join us?”

“Join us? He should hand over the Boundary Talisman first,” a young member of the Macdonald family said expressionlessly.

At this point, Raphael nodded and turned to Lachlan, saying, “Lachlan, the situation is clear now. You alone definitely can’t match any of us. Why not hand over the Boundary Talisman and join us? Following Mr. Macdonald, you will definitely go further and gain more benefits.”

In the Star Path Seed Selection Tournament, apart from the final ten selected as the Seed of the Star Path, the other participants would receive certain rewards based on their elimination order. The later one was eliminated, the better the rewards.

Of course, those who died in the Mirror of Trials would naturally get nothing, but their families and sects would receive some compensation from the Orderwarden Organization.

In addition, there were also opportunities to obtain Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures within the Mirror of Trials.

Naturally, the further one went, the better.

After hearing this, Lachlan frowned and said, “Raphael, I can consider joining you. But since I entered and haven’t encountered anyone else, I haven’t taken anyone else’s Boundary Talisman. I only have my own. If I hand it over, I will be directly expelled from the Mirror of Trials. So, sorry, but I definitely can’t give up the Boundary Talisman.”

Hearing this, Raphael responded with an intrigued “Oh?” and then turned to Manfred, saying, “Mr. Macdonald, Lachlan has only one Boundary Talisman of his own. Give him face and let him keep it. As long as he is willing to join us, that’s enough.”

As his words fell, Manfred coldly glanced at Raphael, snorted, and said, “Give him face? Who do you think you are? This kid is just a waste at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. Do I care if he joins us or not? To me, his only value lies in the Boundary Talisman in his hand. Hand it over, leave the Mirror of Trials, and you might keep your life. If we make a move, you won’t even have a chance to lose the Boundary Talisman, hmph!”

The relationship between the Ancient Macdonald family and the hidden Macdonald family was like that of the Willis family. Manfred, a genius from an ancient level, didn’t even regard Raphael highly, so how could he care about giving face to the other party?

Raphael’s face flushed at Manfred’s words, but he didn’t dare to retort. Instead, he awkwardly looked at Lachlan and said, “Lachlan, how about…”

Lachlan waved his hand, interrupting him. “Raphael, no need to say more! I won’t hand over the Boundary Talisman, no matter what.”

“Do you want my Boundary Talisman? Come and try to snatch it if you dare.

Well, I also want theirs.”

As soon as the words fell, the faces of Manfred’s group turned pale.

They never expected that Lachlan, facing them alone, would utter such words.

After a brief moment of astonishment, they each revealed a sneering expression, as if they had heard the greatest joke.

“What did you say? You still want to snatch our Boundary Talisman?”

“I’m laughing my head off!”

“Just with you, a mid-Nascent Soul waste?”

Among the more than 1, 900 participants, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator like Lachlan had decent strength, ranking in the upper-middle tier.

However, in anyone’s eyes, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator would be powerless against a group of Nascent Soul geniuses.

Moreover, Manfred was in the late Nascent Soul stage, reaching its peak.

The genius of the Ancient Macdonald family, Manfred, looked down upon Lachlan, his eyes filled with a sense of superiority as if he held the power of life and death.

“Since someone is seeking death, don’t stop them!”

“Kill him!”

Following Manfred’s command, two young experts from the Macdonald family in the late Nascent Soul stage jumped out and attacked Lachlan.

“Stop wasting time! Attack together!”

“Raphael, get out of the way!”

“This doesn’t concern you!”

Seeing this, Lachlan snorted coldly, and a sharp glimmer flashed in his eyes.

With a stomp of his feet, he proactively charged towards Manfred and his group.

Boom!

Initiating the Pulse of the Earth, complemented by the Myriad Forms physique and the strength of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, Lachlan moved like thunder and lightning.

The moment he made his move, the explosive combat power he displayed was terrifying to the extreme.

The shockwave effect of the Pulse of the Earth, combined with the tenfold gravity, caused Manfred’s group to groan, their figures swaying.

Immediately after, Lachlan’s physical force field surged out.

Hum!

The already unstable group staggered and struggled to maintain their balance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Taking advantage of this opportunity and with each passing moment, Lachlan launched a full-scale attack.

Accompanied by several thunderous sounds, Lachlan’s fist struck with three consecutive attacks.

The heads of three young strong men next to Manfred instantly exploded, including the two initial late Nascent Soul cultivators who had charged forward.

With just one attack, he instantly killed three individuals of the same cultivation level, displaying such terrifying combat power.

“Damn it!”

“Hold steady, everyone!”

“Attack together, surround and kill him!”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Manfred’s expression changed, and he urgently shouted.

The others were also shocked by the sudden burst of combat power from Lachlan.

This guy seemed to be only in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, so why was his attack so frightening?

Raphael’s pupils shrank, and he instinctively stepped back, creating distance between himself and the others.

“Surround?

For trash like you, there’s no such thing as surrounding, only annihilation!”

Lachlan snorted coldly, his tone filled with boundless dominance and ferocity.

Carrying the formidable momentum of killing three people in an instant, he pounced on the group like a fierce tiger.