Seeing the souls of the Pursuer and the Crimson Hamr shattered, Ma Ran's thoughts moved.
The Youwen Text Illusion, which was only effective on the Pursuer and the Crimson Hamr, disappeared without a trace.
That's right!
The "longevity increasing" feeling that the Pursuer experienced was an illusion bestowed by Ma Ran; it was fake.
With only the Thirteen Layers of Inner Qi cultivation thod, and not a word about the first twelve layers, how could a talentless person like the Pursuer achieve anything?
After all, he was not Ma Ran, and he lacked the ability to learn a hundred things from one.
In Ma Ran's eyes, if the Pursuer had been an Earthling...
Even with less talent, much could have been done. By permanently altering certain brain circuits via [Enchantnt], ensuring no betrayal, the future strategic value and significance would be no less than a National Guardian.
Unfortunately...
The Pursuer was, after all, a person of the Eternal Civilization, a life-or-death enemy.
On Earth, only a handful of people are like the Pursuer.
As for the last righteous words of the Crimson Hamr...
In reality, only the harsh words in the latter part were released.
The instigatory front part was only audible to the Crimson Hamr himself and Ma Ran.
In the eyes of others, the Crimson Hamr was just an unrepentant invader. He glared at Ma Ran for a while, then threw out harsh words, just seeking a quick death.
Ma Ran had to admit that, in a sense, the Crimson Hamr made so valid points.
But the problem is...
Once the Eternal Civilization is annihilated, all of the Crimson Hamr's struggles and attempts would beco futile.
Previously using the Youwen Text Illusion was rely Ma Ran's habitual cautious approach.
When encountering significant events, at least double the security must be ensured.
After beheading the Pursuer and the Crimson Hamr, Ma Ran felt a lack of interest.
He swung the long blade in his hand, slashing lightly in the air.
Swish!
A crescent-shaped gold-blue sword mark suddenly appeared on the execution platform.
The remaining Eternal Civilization captives were instantly cut in two by the gold-blue sword mark, their bodies died, and their souls were completely annihilated.
Blood splattered everywhere, and a strong scent of blood perated the air.
The live broadcast ended here.
Ma Ran squinted his eyes, his lips curving up uncontrollably. His gaze swept across the execution platform, and he swung his blade again.
Whoosh!
Another gold-blue sword mark churned all the corpses of the Longevity Star People on site into fine fragnts, covering the entire execution platform.
"Perfect finishing! As expected of the Prophet, every eting teaches sothing new from him!"
"This is the Third Realm of Seven Vortex Swordsmanship, the Sword Corpse Realm! And it's not just any ordinary Third Realm!"
"Hey, can Sword Dao be used with blades too?"
"The Prophet's talent and capability are unparalleled on Earth, never matched throughout history."
"Indeed, only the legendary Sword Master Lin Qiubai could truly compare to the Prophet..."
"I also participated in the Lotus City Demon Mountain battle. The 'Sword Qi' of Sword Master back then was entirely different from the Prophet's 'Sword Mark'!"
"I was there too! I worked in logistics!"
"Honestly, Sword Qi is magnificent, spanning rivers and mountains, dynamic. The Sword Mark is dominant, unparalleled, static. Did you notice? The two Sword Marks cut by the Prophet were imprinted directly in the air, faster, more abrupt, with no warning!"
"Is the Prophet already stronger than the Sword Master?"
"Not yet! After all, the Prophet is a non-combatant, and the Sword Master back then had only a remnant soul remaining..."
Listening to the related workers' discussions, Ma Ran silently chewed the words that ca to his lips and swallowed them.
Having too much fa sotis brings small troubles.
For example, now, Ma Ran initially planned to take advantage of this opportunity to play, elevating his Inner Qi Realm to another level.
But he hadn't even started to play, and others had already started imagining.
Moreover, their imaginations were reasonable, logically seamless, and flawless, with profound and thought-provoking results that were convincing.
The only pity...
With the {Sword Master} dal already in hand, these people imagining his Third Realm of Seven Vortex Swordsmanship were thinking too conservatively, and the {play} ability would not provide any feedback.
So...
"Am I now, too strong?"
Ma Ran imdiately dismissed this ridiculous thought: "No, no, no!"
Among the nurous alien civilizations coveting Earth, the Eternal Civilization is rely mid-to-low tier, being able to match with the Longevity People indicates there's still a considerable progress space.
"Wrong reference!"
The Sword Master, as Ma Ran's second identity, back then, because Ma Ran's dal pool was empty, lacking depth, could only set the Sword Master in a remnant soul state.
So many Earthlings would compare that ti's "Sword Master" with today's "Prophet."
The biggest problem is the selection of the reference.
Ma Ran thought about it and believed the problem wasn't hard to solve.
The subsequent identities would have progressively higher power levels.
In the next script, giving the "Peak Sword Leader" a chance to show divine power to solve the audience's "high sensory stimulation threshold" and "vague reference standard" issues.
...
Half a day later.
Outside the Sword Pavilion of the Grass Hut Academy.
Wu Di slowly opened his eyes, the sword resting on his knees glimring with a soft purple light, slowly floating at his side.
A cara was aid at his face.
Behind the lens, Li Xing was talking nonstop: "Senior Wu Di, now that you have the title of 'Fearless', what are your thoughts?"
Wu Di was taken aback: "I just feel, I'm still trash, just like you. Very weak, barely not dragging behind, that's rely luck."
Li Xing: "???"
No, brother, it's one thing to self-deprecate, but why drag the reporter down with you? Do you not care about new recruits at all?
With a simple sentence, Wu Di made Li Xing feel swayed, bluish-white cold energy gradually flowing in his palm, freezing the cara in his hand into an ice lump completely.
Oddly, the cara still managed to function and operate normally.
"Whew..."
Noticing this, Li Xing exhaled softly: "Luckily, it was this [Perpetual Motion Cara] that Brother Ran helped apply for."
"Otherwise, no amount of money could cover the cost..."
[Perpetual Motion Cara], just from the na, it's clear this isn't so technological product.
It's the masterpiece of a certain Superpower User!
Originally, this ability was rated as "Under Developnt," but as its actual tactical and strategic value gradually erged, it was reassessed, elevated to the "Pillar Level."
[Perpetual Motion Cara]: Creates a cara that can work normally regardless of environntal position, perpetually (Note: 1. The cara cannot be disassembled; forcible disassembly leads to automatic destruction. 2. The cara production quantity is unlimited. 3. The Superpower Erosion phenonon leads to flesh disappearance; besides ntal power exhaustion, this phenonon will accumulate and multiply with the existing number of "Perpetual Motion Caras," until all of the Ability User's flesh disappears. 4. Cara size is normal, unusable for defense.)
Currently, throughout China, there are only four Perpetual Motion Caras.
Securing one wasn't Li Xing's own ability but rather due to Ma Ran's influence.
"Senior Wu Di, you said, that Pursuer, without any data on the First to Twelfth Ranks of Inner Qi, how exactly did he refine a result directly?"
"Maybe he had a deviation, that guy, I could tell at a glance, he's just an ordinary person like you and . Hallucinations from deviation are quite normal."
"..."
"So it's necessary to balance work and rest and learn to relax. Our Grass Hut Academy has a karaoke room, which can be treated as a KTV session as well."
"Wait, Senior Wu Di, don't change the subject. I noticed in your previous battles, you used a sword to 'hack' people. Using a sword, wouldn't direct stabbing better suit the weapon's structure? Why not switch to blades like Brother Ran?"
"My realm is too low. Once I complete {Sword Cultivation}, condense {Sword Spirit}, and reach the Third Realm of Swordsmanship, I can use my will to gradually alter the sword's shape into what I envision! Ideally, it would be the sa straight-blade Tang Blade as Brother Ran's!"
Saying this, Wu Di's eyes sparkled, as if little stars were hidden inside.
He seed to rember sothing to add: "Unfortunately, I heard before from Mo Zi..."
"Tempering the Spiritual Soldier is also tempering oneself."
"As the saying goes, 'Recognize the sword, know its master.'"
"The strongest Spiritual Soldier won't change with the user's will, but will perfectly fit the owner's disposition and experience, adapting automatically."
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