Chapter 892 Where Is His Head


    Even with the support of spirit fire and legendary–level sword energy, hisbat ability could only


    match that of either Devon or Caden.


    If he were to encounter that Alexander, Emrys supposed his only chance of survival would be to rely on


    the Heavenly Fortune Mirror.


    However, things had changed.


    The Spiritual Control Divine Sword had reced the golden clixir field for tempering purposes, restoring


    Emrys‘ strength to the absolute–phase of the Golden Elixir Stage. With this enhancement, he no longer


    feared anyone.


    There was no need to worry about losing the sword energy from the Heavenly Fortune Mirror and


    feeling sad about it, as he no longer needed it. His own strengths and capabilities would now suffice to


    overthrow the Three Sword Sects.


    After making up his mind, Emrys immediately returned to the Three Sword Sects.


    Meanwhile, the members of the Three Sword Sects did not expect Tigger to return within such a short


    period of time. Moreover, he now showed up as the Malevolent Deity.


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    Caden and Devon were waiting for updates.


    They were very confident about the oue.


    They had dispatched so many cultivators from the Golden Elixir Stage to get rid of Tigger. It would be


    close to impossible for those cultivators to fail in their mission.


    Shortly after, Rodney walked in along with another elder from the Origin Sword Sect.


    Thetter was a cultivator at the middle phase of the Golden Elixir Stage, tasked to fight Ss.


    The oue of his battle with Ss was that thetter was defeated and fled back to the


    Soul Sword Sect.


    Upon entering, Rodney sinctly stated, “Sect leaders, please be informed that Tigger is dead.”


    “Haha, I knew it! Tigger can consider it a great honor to have so many people go him. Something for


    him to boast in h*ll!” Devonughed out loud.


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    Caden, on the other hand, frowned and asked, “Where’s Tigger’s head? Weren’t you instructed to bring


    it back?”


    Caden, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, appeared to be more cautiouspared to Devon. He


    would not readily believe anything without personally seeing Emrys‘ head.


    Rodney exined, “Tigger was no ordinary man. He had mastered using the secret cultivation


    technique repeatedly. When we were hunting him down, we faced fierce resistance, resulting in the


    loss of two of our own men. I felt so helpless. I had no choice but to unleash the Ghost Sword


    Technique Twelfth Move. However, I identally wiped Tigger out and smashed his head into pieces.


    Regrettably, there’s no way I could bring him back.”


    Devon’s eyes widened as he eximed, “Is that so? I’ve never heard of any secret technique that can


    be used repeatedly within a short period of time. However, nothing is impossible in this vast world. The


    fact that Tigger was able to inherit the Sword King’s legacy indicates that he’s encountered a stroke of


    luck. Perhaps he learned some ancient secret techniques from an unknown source, enabling him to


    rapidly enhance his cultivation skills multiple times in a short period.”


    “What a pity! If we could have forced that powerful secret technique out of him, it would have been an


    absolute sensational news in Mount Kushburn,” Devonmented.


    Caden gazed intently at Rodney, his deep eyes were full of doubt. Clearly, he was skeptical of the


    latter’s words.


    Rodney said, “Although I wasn’t able to bring back Tigger’s head, I’m relieved that half of his mask was


    left behind at the scene.”


    As he spoke, he presented the shattered half of the mask to the two of them.


    Devon chuckled and remarked, “Perfect! I had no idea what Tigger looked like anyway. Having half of


    this mask will suffice. It’s time to give Ruben a surprise.”


    The rtionship between Caden, Devon, and Ruben was already strained. Therefore, they would not


    pass up such a great opportunity to strike back.


    Caden’s gaze flickered as he scrutinized Rodney. A momentter, he spoke. “You’ve worked hard, Mr.


    Warde. You should return to the sect and get some rest.”


    “Noted.”


    Rodney nodded, then turned and walked away. Just as he was about to step out of the main hall, his


    eyes glinted.


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    The mask was clearly given to him willingly by Emrys.


    After Rodney had left, Caden turned to another elder and asked, “Was what Rodney said true?”