Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

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Chapter 593 A Cultivator

Emrys unsheathed the Ice Luna Machete, gripping it with a single hand as it was embedded diagonally

in the ground. His fingers glided over the chillingly cold blade. He sneered and remarked, “It’s

laughable that you all would consider such worthless trash as a treasure!”

As soon as his words left his mouth, Emrys flicked his finger, setting off a series of crackling sounds.

The Ice Luna Machete, cherished by Gilbert, began to shatter from the hilt, inch by inch, until the

cracks reached the tip of the blade.

“Is this trash even worth my time to kill and loot?”

With a commanding shout, Emrys forcefully flung the cracked Ice Luna Machete aside. Countless

fragments of the blade instantly pierced into the earth, leaving only a severely damaged hilt embedded

in the ground.

The Ice Luna Machete is shattered?

Everyone’s pupils constricted.

For a moment, they were unable to react.

This was also true for Rowan.

Despite his cultivation being at the middle phase of Venerable Being, which was quite powerful, the

idea of shattering the Ice Luna Machete with such ease seemed impossible.

How did Emrys manage to do it?

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Just as Rowan was taken aback, a figure appeared before him in an instant, moving with incredible

swiftness.

It was Emrys.

Emrys had taken the initiative to launch an attack.

Moreover, his move was accompanied by a terrifying momentum, akin to a thunderbolt. In less than

half a breath’s time, he had torn apart the storm in front of Rowan.

“Upholding justice?”

Before Rowan could react, a cold, ruthless voice suddenly exploded in his ear.

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Immediately after, he felt an overwhelmingly domineering force lifting him by the neck.

Boom!

Rowan’s body was suddenly suspended in mid–air, rapidly retreating before crashing harshly into an

ancient, towering tree.

His neck was pinned against the tree trunk by an arm as hard as iron, leaving his entire body

suspended, unable to move.

On that arm, a high–tech tracking bracelet was worn around the wrist, emitting no sound.

This indicated that Emrys did not use his internal energy at all.

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What was the story behind the terrifying power he had unleashed?

Could it be…

Rowan’s breathing grew increasingly labored, his face flushing a deep red. Even his eyes began to fill

with blood, turning a startling shade of crimson. Yet, he seemed to have forgotten his predicament.

His entire body was already enveloped and consumed by boundless fear!

The internal energy tracking bracelet didn’t light up, indicating that Emrys was not a martial artist at all.

Instead, he was a cultivator who had surpassed the limitations of the worldly and martial arts fields!

D*mn you, Gilbert!

You wanted to end your own life, so why did you have to drag me down with you?

Within Rowan, a wild roar echoed.

His face grew increasingly flushed, and his breathing became increasingly difficult!

Rowan felt as if he had already stepped foot in hell.

However, there was no intention to resist.

Even if he wanted to resist, he couldn’t.

Offending a cultivator only meant awaiting death!

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“You could barely save yourself, so how could you possibly uphold justice?”

Just as Rowan felt he was on the verge of suffocation, Emrys‘ cold voice resonated once again.

Then, he let ge

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It was as if all the strength had been drained from Rowan’s body, causing him to collapse

to the ground. He clutched at his throat with both hands, gasping for breath.

Terrifying!

Truly terrifying!

Is this the power of a cultivator?

He had been completely and thoroughly crushed.

If a cultivator were willing to take action, then the so–called Anglandurn Divinity or Deity Slayer Alliance

would be insignificant.

Unfortunately, a cultivator was distinct from a martial artist.

While martial artists might still be divided by nations, cultivators had long abandoned such distinctions.

Even if the outside world was engulfed in intense conflict, as long as their interests were not violated,

they simply couldn’t be bothered to interfere.

Cultivators prioritized cultivation above all else.

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This was why most cultivators chose to isolate themselves from the secular world. They preferred to

reside in Mount Kushburn, where the spiritual energy was abundant and beneficial to their cultivation.

Rowan could never have imagined that the young man standing before him was a cultivator.

By some stroke of luck, it appeared that Emrys had no intention of ending his own life.

At this moment, the scene fell into complete silence.

Even the wolves in the depths seemed to have sensed the formidable aura present, ceasing

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