In an instant, the light from the Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword seemed to be the only thing left in the entire world.
Countless starlights came from the sky and gathered toward the sword light, and ripples of shock waves visible to the naked eye spread like concentric circles around.
Yet, whether it was the mortals, cultivators, or shape-shifting demons, they could not help but feel extremely small and insignificant like dust when they saw the scene.
“Endless Galaxy!” Leonard let out a long howl when the light condensed to its peak, and the sword light slashed down in anger.
Swoosh!
Boom!
Endless starlights blazed out from the Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword fell from the sky like countless meteors.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Every starlight was a sharp sword light.
Every sword light was also dazzling starlight.
“Sorcery… Grand sorcery!”
On the ground, some people shivered while holding their heads, squatting.
Caspian also had an extremely complicated look in his eyes, and there was doubt, excitement, emotion, and a hint of fear.
After a while,
he let out a sigh and whispered, “This is what you called a sorcery.”
The power of sorceries could be large or small, just like the rank of magic weapons, and what Leonard displayed was grand sorcery.
Martial arts could destroy a village, spells could destroy a town, and sorceries could reverse yin and yang with a wave of hands, break mountains and part seas!
Even though Leonard was far from the true definition of sorcery at that time, his power was still far from enough, and he showed Caspian what supernatural powers should look like.
‘I’ll be able to master such power in the future!’ Caspian thought without hesitation.
Not only Caspian but everyone else on the scene was also deeply shocked.
However, they soon found that something even more difficult to understand appeared.
The countless sword lights falling from the sky were not aimed at shape-shifting demons and evil cultivators, but precisely at every cultivator present except Heavenly Spirit Realm.
Everyone was taken aback.
Even the shape-shifting demons and evil cultivators widened their eyes in surprise.
“Leonard has lost his mind!”
“Is Madman Leonard crazy?!”
“He attacks his kind with sorcery?”
“Is he part of us evil cultivators?”
Just when everyone was dumbfounded and waved their weapons, trying to resist the sword light slashing at them, Leonard’s roar came like rolling thunder, “Respond with the spells of your respective sects! Otherwise, you’ll be regarded as an imposter!”
The crowd was stunned, but they quickly came to their senses.
The shape-shifting demon could pretend to be a cultivator, but it was impossible for them to master the spells of each sect.
Leonard’s mastery of spiritual Qi and sorceries reached the point of him having meticulous control.
These sword lights might appear as dense as the raindrops during a rainstorm, but the power that fell in front of each person differed.
After all, the purpose was only for detection, and it would not hurt the other party.
Moreover, any sect of Earlington of Efrax had heritage spells, and these kinds of heritage spells would never exchange with each other.
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