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Linden and his four companions found Lachlan’s words to be nothing but a joke! Imagine, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator boasting against a team consisting of two early Void Reclusion cultivators and three late Nascent Soul peak cultivators.

It sounded truly amusing.

So much so that Linden and his companions couldn’t help but laugh unrestrainedly.

“Hahaha, what did I hear? A mid-Nascent Soul trash threatening us?”

“Kid, if you’re going to be a coward, then be one till the end.”

“If our young master flirts with your female companion, you should tuck your tail between your legs, understand?”

“You used to be sensible at first, why do you want to die now?”

The three lackeys at the peak of late Nascent Soul, mocking and taunting Lachlan, looked at him with disdain.

Even Marmaduke, who appeared more composed, couldn’t help but sneer and shake his head. “Kid, if you don’t have the strength, don’t try to act tough!”

Linden, fanning himself, wore a handsome face full of mockery and superiority.

He pointed at the ground beneath him and laughed at Lachlan. “Kid, if you don’t want to die, kneel down and lick my boots clean. This young master may overlook your arrogant words! Otherwise…”

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Before he could finish his sentence, Lachlan stomped heavily on the ground and transformed into a projectile, charging towards the five individuals from the Seven Star Pavilion. No more idle talk, he attacked directly!

“Hmm? Seeking death!”

“Kill him!”

Seeing this, Linden’s expression turned cold, and he spoke in a chilling tone.

The thin young man, upon hearing his words, directly met him head-on.

The others, however, remained standing without any intention of taking action.

In their eyes, dealing with a mid-Nascent Soul weakling was as easy as pie for peak Nascent Soul cultivators.

Boom!

In the next instant, Lachlan crashed onto the ground like a meteor.

Accompanied by a loud blast, a large crater appeared, and the previously solid ground around it surged like waves.

The horrifying cracks formed instantly!

Lachlan directly utilized his group battle mystic art, Pulse of the Earth!

Puh! Puh! Puh!

As soon as Pulse of the Earth was unleashed, three figures were instantly shaken into mid-air. The three peak Nascent Soul experts began to cough up blood, seriously injured!

This was the first time Lachlan had used Pulse of the Earth after comprehending the rudiments of the Solid Earth Way.

The original effect of Pulse of the Earth seemed to have weakened.

In battle, it had a range-based damaging effect against lower-level enemies, but against opponents of the same level, even with the added effect of ten times gravity, it could only slightly disrupt them.

However, now that Lachlan had grasped the rudiments of the Solid Earth Way, the power of Pulse of the Earth had undergone a qualitative change. It carried an immensely heavy force of the Solid Earth Way, making it incredibly powerful.

The three peak Nascent Soul experts were directly shaken into mid-air, coughing up blood from their mouths, heavily injured.

Even Linden and Marmaduke, two early Void Reclusion cultivators, let out a muffled groan and lost their balance.

They felt as if their internal organs had been struck heavily, experiencing a slight internal injury.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lachlan’s attack was not only heavy with the Power of the Earth’s Depths, but also possessed the extreme frenzy brought by the complete Thunder and Lightning Dao and the eerie Power of Death.

With three muffled sounds, Lachlan mercilessly struck the three slender young men with punches and kicks.

The three of them were suspended in mid-air, unable to borrow any force.

They were shaken by the Pulse of the Earth, completely disoriented, like fish on a chopping board.

They had no chance to land; their bodies were actually shattered by Lachlan’s punches and kicks, turning into three severed arms that fell to the ground.

Lachlan, who had mastered the complete Thunder and Lightning Dao, unleashed attacks that were simply ferocious.

Coupled with the blessing of thick earth and the embryonic form of the Way of Death, as well as the doubled physical strength gained here, the intensity of his casual attacks surpassed that of an early stage Void Reclusion expert.

How could someone at the peak of the Nascent Soul later stage withstand his strike?

“You…”

“How is this possible!”

Linden and Marmaduke, at this moment, widened their eyes in utter horror.

Their faces were filled with disbelief!

To directly kill someone at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul with ease, who had reached the peak of Nascent Soul later stage?

And not just one, but three in an instant?

If they knew that Lachlan had killed seven people in one strike five days ago, they wouldn’t know how to react.

“The next ones to face me will be you two!”

“Die!”

Lachlan snorted coldly and pounced forward like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain.

Even without using true qi, the mere passage of his physical body caused a burst of air that seemed capable of collapsing space.

Lachlan’s physique, nearing the later stage of Myriad Forms, made him akin to a walking high-density small asteroid.

The strength of someone at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul?

Humph, that was just a means to deceive the enemy.

“Arrogant!”

“Even if you can kill someone at the peak of Nascent Soul later stage, you won’t be a match for the Void Reclusion Realm!”

Linden shouted sternly.

“Young master, let’s attack together and kill him!”

Marmaduke, relatively cautious, shouted loudly at the opponent.

In the next moment, the two of them simultaneously confronted Lachlan.

Linden’s folding fan was his weapon, while Marmaduke wielded a pair of short knives, his attacks cunning and ruthless.

There stood Lachlan, bare-handed, facing the two.

With the divine ability of Rich Soil Unyielding Form and the mid-stage Myriad Forms physique, his body was his most reliable Divine Weapon.

Clang! Clang!

Lachlan’s fist collided with Linden’s folding fan, producing a resounding clash of gold and iron that sent Linden flying.

Then, in the face of Marmaduke’s dual knives descending upon him, Lachlan unexpectedly used his own arms to block them above his head.

The formidable physical body merely left two white marks on his skin from Marmaduke’s attacks.

The immense rebound force pushed Marmaduke back.

“How is this possible! Such incredible strength!”

Linden widened his eyes, his hand holding the folding fan trembling lightly.

“He actually used his body to block my knives directly? How can his defense be so formidable?”

Marmaduke’s pupils contracted, reaching the pinnacle of shock.

Lachlan sneered, “It seems that I don’t even need to block anymore! Hehe…”

With one sentence, he exuded boundless dominance and arrogance.

Linden and Marmaduke’s faces flushed red, their eyes filled with astonishment and panic.