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Hearing Thornwell Nango’s words, Logan’s interest was piqued, and he nodded, “Interesting, go ahead and say it. I want to know who I am!”

“Half a month ago, the Western Wasteland Demonic Sky Gate allied with a Sanctuary Powerhouse, intending to overthrow the entire Western Wasteland and then join forces with the Blood Drinking Sect from the Central Region to fight against the five leading sects headed by the Saint Sky Sect. The plan was well thought out, making all the sects in the Eastern Territory tremble with fear.”

“However, a young man suddenly appeared and led three Lords to annihilate the Demonic Sky Gate, thereby stabilizing the Western Wasteland and breaking the Demon Cult Sects’ plans. The Orthodox Demonic Sect of the Eastern Territory was even more furious. That Sanctuary Powerhouse was sent by the Orthodox Demonic Sect.”

Thornwell Nango looked at Logan and said word by word, “That young man was skilled in arrays, which turned the tide and shocked everyone. Originally, the Orthodox Demonic Sect also wanted to send troops to take over the Eastern Territory, but they had to halt their advance and continued to lie low.”

“Just now, I saw you creating runes. You don’t seem to be an Alchemist, but rather you employ the methods of an Array Master. Thus I ventured a guess. Additionally, the ability to use ten million Spirit Stones to craft runes to confront a Dominator—there seems to be no other cultivator in the whole world who can do that, except for the young man from the Western Wasteland not long ago.”

“Indeed, I am that person.” Logan looked admiringly at Thornwell Nango, and he had to admit the other’s analytical ability was strong, much smarter than many who had conflicts with Logan.

Bart Cloud also looked on with renewed respect and then asked, “Actually, not just the Western Wasteland. You could guess the situation in the Central Region, how is it now?”

“Could it be?” Thornwell Nango was tremendously shocked, and couldn’t believe it, “The crisis of the Demon Path in the Central Region, the overwhelmingly strong Blood Drinking Sect, has it also been annihilated by you?”

The Central Region and the Western Wasteland are different. The Western Wasteland, being a barren land, has cultivators of lower realms, whereas the Central Region is filled with Half-step Saint Seats and also many Quasi-Saint Powerhouses. Moreover, the Blood Drinking Sect dared to ally with a hundred sects against the Saint Sky Sect, and definitely, there were Sanctuary Powerhouses behind them.

Due to arriving in the Extreme Cold Lands over ten days ago, Thornwell Nango was unaware of the developments in the Central Region. Upon hearing Bart Cloud mention it, he was truly stunned, especially seeing Bart Cloud nod his head, feeling troubled inside.

Not just Thornwell Nango, the dozen or so people beside him were also incredibly shocked. If it weren’t for previously witnessing the strength of Logan and his companion, they would have thought the two were boasting.

They were from the Cloud Sky Sect and had also engaged in many dealings with the sects of the Demon Path over the years. Thus they were very clear about the strength and vicious methods of their opponents.

“The Central Region has also stabilized. The Blood Drinking Sect has been eradicated, and no Demon Sect remains in the entire Central Region. With the Central Region free from trouble, both the Western Wasteland and the Eastern Territory are even more peaceful.”

Bart Cloud explained, and then his tone shifted, “However, the loss was heavy. Over a hundred Heads of Sects in the Central Region fell. It will take a long time for them to recover. But they chose to join forces with the Blood Drinking Sect, so they can’t blame anyone else.”

Thornwell Nango had heard a bit about the situation in the Central Region. Many Heads of Sects were no different from the Demon Cult Sects, and now that they have fallen, it could be considered as karmic retribution.

“The Orthodox Demonic Sect of the Eastern Territory must be terrified. Two first-rate Demon Cult Sects are gone. Despite being far away in the Eastern Territory, tens of thousands of miles apart from the Central Region, who can guarantee that you won’t take a trip to the Eastern Territory next?”

Suddenly, Thornwell Nango realized why the Orthodox Demonic Sect would send numerous assassins to pursue him. They absolutely couldn’t allow the Cloud Sky Sect Leader to recover, otherwise, the Eastern Territory might follow in the footsteps of the Central Region—expelling and annihilating the Demon Cult Sects—and they must keep control over the Eastern Territory.

The Demon Path has always been rampant in the Eastern Territory. Although Cloud Sky Sect is regarded as the number one sect, it always had great difficulties. But now that the Demon Cult Sects are in a tough situation, this is truly wonderful news. The Cloud Sky Sect will have even more confidence with the sectors from the Central Region and the Western Wasteland as their backup.

All Thornwell Nango needed to do was to bring the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus back, and when his father recovered, tens of thousands in the Eastern Territory would no longer have to suffer at the hands of the Demon Sects.

Logan waved his hand and coughed, “I just did what I could. It’s not only my merit but also the result of other sects sharing a common hatred for the enemy.”

“Don’t be modest. There are few sects with the backbone to stand up against the Demon Path. Now, with many Sanctuary Powerhouses venturing into the Ancient Secret Realm, someone needed to step forward.”

Thornwell Nango bowed with great respect, “Previously it was because of the life-saving grace, now it is admiration and reverence, you deserve the respect of everyone.”

The other dozen or so people from Thornwell Nango’s sect bowed in the same way, if there were more Heavenly Prides like Logan, there would be no more Demon Path committing evils in the world.

“Let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s think about tomorrow’s journey, which is fraught with myriad dangers. Consider it well, this is your own affair with the Cloud Sky Sect.”

Looking at the dozen or so people beside Thornwell Nango, Logan said, “I have given you the Runes, but if you encounter a Half-step Saint Seat Demon Beast, their chances of survival are slim to none.”

“We, the disciples of the Cloud Sky Sect, do not fear life and death,” the dozen people said in unison. Thornwell Nango nodded; if they were the kind who feared death, he wouldn’t have brought them to the Extreme Cold Lands, the ones he brought were all the core members of his sect.

Everyone rested up, and early the next day, Logan awoke, went out to survey the terrain, and found that the wind and snow were less severe than the day before.

After resting for an hour, the group set off towards the Ancient Snow Mountain, which was not far away, just over a hundred miles, and would take a little over an hour. But as the risk increased with each step and visibility dropped, there was even mist within the blizzard.

After half a day’s travel, they finally reached the foot of the snow mountain. Everyone drew their divine weapons and started cautiously ascending the mountain.

Suddenly, a roar pierced the air, and a sharp claw attacked from within the mist. Logan reacted immediately, slaying the Demon Beast hidden amidst the fog.

“Nothing more than an ordinary Throne-level, but we’ve just started ascending the snow mountain. The Demon Beasts above will be stronger, everyone must be prepared.”

Logan checked the corpse before telling the group that to avoid getting separated, they shouldn’t exceed a distance of one meter from one another. If a large-scale Demon Beast attack occurred, even with Logan’s strength, he wouldn’t be able to ensure everyone’s safety.

After another hour, Logan had slain three to four dozen Demon Beasts, from the initial Throne-level to the now fully matured Thrones. According to Logan’s Divine Sense Exploration, they hadn’t yet ascended one-tenth of the snow mountain, in effect still at the base.

If the trend continued, they’d encounter a Dominator Level Demon Beast after another ten or so kilometers, especially in the Extreme Cold Lands where their realms might be amplified by ten to twenty percent. In contrast, Logan and his companions’ strength might slightly decrease due to the biting cold.

Logan looked back and shouted, “Everyone take out your Divine Runes, and don’t hesitate to use them against any Demon Beast we encounter.”

He then had Bart Cloud lead the group, while Logan himself sped ahead. Along the way, he would intimidate any encountered Demon Beasts; if there were any undeterred by fear, Logan had no choice but to engage in a slaughter.

This relieved Thornwell Nango and others following behind; they only had to worry about the blizzard and mist, without fear of Demon Beast ambushes—though they still had to be cautious of the sides.

Another hour passed, and the group finally reached the midpoint of the mountain. Logan saw many blooming Snow Lotuses, but based on their age, they were far from the century-old Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, these being at most around fifteen years, with some just a few years old.

Thornwell Nango and his companions caught up and were surprised to see a field of Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotuses: “Although these are too young to cure my father’s illness, they can still enhance a cultivator’s cultivation level. Let’s each take some.”

“Oh, and take just a few blossoms each, don’t destroy the Snow Lotus habitat,” Thornwell Nango hurriedly reminded his overly excited disciples.

Each person only picked one blossom; even for them at Throne-level cultivation realms, one blossom was more than enough, needing at least a year and a half to be refined into an elixir and digested.

Logan was quite surprised, as most people encountering such cultivation resources would have left none behind. Thornwell Nango was indeed an upright individual.