"Lachlan? Is that you?"
"Hehehe..."
The withered old man darted to the wall, looking at Lachlan with a sinister laugh.
Lachlan's expression was cold, staring at him with a murderous intent. "Who are you?"
He recognized himself by calling out his name?
"Me?"
"Tell you, what does it matter? I am Heskel Ghost, the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Plaque Sect!"
As the withered old man spoke, a sinister expression appeared on his face. "My disciple, Hawkeye, and my grandson, Butch Ghost, both died by your hands! Today, I will avenge them!"
Upon hearing this, Lachlan's coldness intensified, and he gritted his teeth. "So, you're the old scum of the Ghost Plaque Sect! You think you can kill me? Today, I will send you to meet your disciple and grandson!"
Lachlan sneered and pointed the Glacial River Dragon Sparrow Blade, its sharpness piercing, at the deranged demon.
The Ghost Plaque Sect! It was this evil cult again!
Last time, the batch of children that Makhi and the others rescued were sent to the Ghost Plaque Sect by the Britt family.
When Lachlan arrived, he learned of Heskel Ghost's intentions towards Chloe, and it made his blood boil.
It was unimaginable what fate those children would have faced if Makhi hadn't saved them. How many unfortunate children had fallen into the hands of the Ghost Plaque Sect, meeting their cruel end?
Lachlan silently swore in his heart that he would kill every member of the Ghost Plaque Sect. Not only that, he would ensure their souls were scattered, never to be reincarnated. When his own strength was sufficient, he would completely annihilate this evil cult.
Of course, the most important thing now was to deal with the old man in front of him.
Upon hearing Lachlan's words, a disdainful smile appeared on Heskel Ghost's withered and wrinkled face. He chuckled. "Boy, you speak with such arrogance! You have no idea what kind of existence you're facing. You know nothing about true power!"
Heskel Ghost laughed insidiously, and a powerful and terrifying aura surged from his body, pressing down on Lachlan like an overwhelming force. With a superior gaze on his old face, he looked at Lachlan as if he were an ant.
"Do you think killing my disciple Hawkeye makes you invincible in the city? Boy, in my eyes, you're just a slightly stronger ant in the low martial world. I know how you killed my disciple Hawkeye. If he hadn't wanted to use an evil spirit, you wouldn't have been able to kill him so easily! So, your strength is on par with Hawkeye, at best. As for me, I am a late-stage Core Formation cultivator! Today, I will kill you with absolute strength, leaving you with no possibility of turning the tables. Hehehe..."
Heskel Ghost laughed manically, his laughter as chilling as his disciple Hawkeye's.
Facing the young Lachlan, he had absolute confidence in his own power. He had used a secret technique to replay the scene of his disciple's death, witnessing how Lachlan had killed him.
From that battle, he knew that in terms of pure strength, Lachlan wasn't much stronger than Hawkeye.
Hawkeye had simply wanted to catch him off guard and deal with him easily, but he ended up being backlashed by his own soul. Therefore, Heskel Ghost didn't plan to use any crooked methods against Lachlan and didn't even bother with such tactics. With absolute strength, he could crush and kill this young man.
"Such a load of nonsense!"
Lachlan snorted coldly and charged straight at Heskel Ghost.
Upon seeing this, a disdainful expression appeared on Heskel Ghost's face. However, as soon as that expression emerged, it instantly froze, replaced by caution and fear.
The Glacial River Dragon Sparrow Blade carried a terrifying aura as it traced a precise trajectory, descending upon Heskel Ghost.
Sky-Cleaving Startled Swan, the first move!
This was Lachlan's first time using this Divine Weapon in actual combat, combining it with his martial skills. As he unleashed this strike, Lachlan felt the vigorous true energy within his meridians being rapidly drawn out and infused into the Glacial River Dragon Sparrow Blade in his hand.
With this attack, nearly 5% of his total true energy was consumed!
5% may not sound like much, but it had to be considered in relation to Lachlan's current formidable strength and the overall amount of his abundant true energy.
Confronted with this strike, Heskel Ghost's pupils contracted, no longer daring to be careless. He swiftly extended two metal claws from his sleeves, using them to block the attack above his head.
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