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This made Logan wonder if he had perceived wrongly. It was impossible for the Orthodox Demonic Sect to ignore this, especially since Thornwell Nango was about to bring the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus back to the Eastern Territory.

After traveling over a hundred miles, Thornwell Nango also felt that there was no longer any danger and thus he said, “Benefactor, after half a day more of travel, we will meet up with the Grand Elder. It seems the Orthodox Demonic Sect won’t come after us, so we should not trouble you two any further!”

“Alright then, we will be on our way back!” Logan nodded and left with Bart Cloud, while Thornwell Nango continued on with a dozen or so people.

Although Logan and his companion had left, they were actually still covertly observing. Perhaps the people from the Orthodox Demonic Sect did not act due to the fear of Logan’s strength. The moment Logan and his companion were gone, the Orthodox Demonic Sect would certainly make their move, so Logan simply decided to play a trick by secretly staying nearby.

As expected, not long after Thornwell Nango’s group had covered a few miles, a group of black-clothed men suddenly appeared. The leader of the group, to the fear of Thornwell Nango, was one of the Elders from the Orthodox Demonic Sect. His realm had already reached the level of a Half-step Saint Seat, and he was known for being ruthless and merciless in the Eastern Territory.

Thornwell Nango involuntarily took a few steps back, while Harrison Blackwood sneered coldly, “Hand over the Snow Lotus. I don’t want to kill you. I’d rather keep you, this piece of trash, alive to take over as Sect Leader of the Cloud Sky Sect and fight with those Elders!”

“Don’t even think about it. Let me tell you, our sect’s Grand Elder is nearby. Aren’t you afraid?” Thornwell Nango was anxious inside, but he maintained a very calm demeanor on the surface.

“Your Grand Elder brought several dozen people, but our Orthodox Demonic Sect has been watching. They are more than two hundred miles away; can they learn about this and make it here in time?”

Harrison Blackwood sneered and eyed Thornwell Nango’s dozen or so followers, “Just with you group of Throne-level weaklings, you should have died long ago. Really, I don’t know how a Powerhouse appeared out of nowhere, managed to procure the Snow Lotus for you and even killed an Orthodox Demonic Sect Steward. What a headache.”

With a wave of Harrison Blackwood’s hand, countless Orthodox Demonic Sect followers began attacking Thornwell Nango and his group, while Harrison Blackwood himself eyed the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus and stepped forward. Thornwell Nango couldn’t let Benjamin Blackwood succeed, so he tightly protected the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus behind him and tried to escape the encirclement from another direction.

The other Sect members, a dozen or so of them, positioned themselves in front of Thornwell Nango, “Young Master, you must leave at once. Take the Snow Lotus back to the sect, and we will cover you!”

With these dozen individuals holding off the attackers, despite the immense guilt in his heart, Thornwell Nango had no choice but to flee for the sake of the bigger picture.

But before Thornwell Nango had escaped far, those dozen individuals had already fallen. Each of Harrison Blackwood’s minions was a Strong Dominator, and a single one of them was enough to take down Thornwell Nango’s subordinates, let alone a combined attack; they were simply not on the same level.

Realizing escape was futile, and seeing that all a dozen followers were gone, Thornwell Nango roared in anger, “Damn it, if we’re going down, we’ll go down together!”

He unleashed his most powerful Divine Skill, and threw the Snow Lotus to the side, planning to perish together with Harrison Blackwood. This way, the Snow Lotus would be preserved, and if the Grand Elder and others searched in this direction, they could still take the Snow Lotus back to the sect.

Harrison Blackwood shook his head. Originally, he did not want to kill Thornwell Nango, but since the latter dared to resist, he simply unleashed a Divine Skill and attacked.

In that moment, Logan and Bart Cloud, who had been hidden nearby, appeared, not only blocking a strike for Thornwell Nango but also engaging in a fight with Harrison Blackwood.

Logan smiled playfully at the group of Orthodox Demonic Sect individuals, “I had just left for a moment, and you took the opportunity to strike. Isn’t that a little disrespectful?”

“The Orthodox Demonic Sect has no grudge with you, so why do you insist on helping Thornwell Nango time and again? I advise you to leave early; I am a Half-step Saint Seat, after all.”

Harrison Blackwood was both angry and a bit terrified about Logan’s sudden appearance, as Logan’s strength was not to be underestimated.

“Orthodoxy and the Demonic are irreconcilable; do I need a reason?” Logan spread his hands, then continued on the offensive, completely suppressing Harrison Blackwood’s ability to fight back.

Seeing that he was no match, Harrison Blackwood thought about making a quick getaway, but now that Logan had already stepped in, how could he allow the opponent to escape easily?

Logan cast several Divine Skills, leaving Harrison Blackwood in a sorry state. If things went on like this, he was likely to fall within ten minutes, and yet escape was impossible.

Bart Cloud was not idle either, helping Thornwell Nango to eliminate Harrison Blackwood’s underlings one by one. Though they were at the same Dominator Realm, Bart Cloud’s strength was several times that of his opponents, as he had not only undergone a Thunder Tribulation Baptism to break through his realm but had also learned a number of Divine Skills from being constantly by Logan’s side.

Harrison Blackwood was on his last breath when Logan delivered a finishing blow, killing him. Thornwell Nango watched, dumbfounded. He knew of Logan’s prowess with arrays, and had previously pegged Logan’s strength at Half-step Saint Seat. Now it was clear that was not the case; Logan had probably reached the Quasi-Saint level.

It was all over, but not one of the dozen or so sect disciples had survived; all had fallen to the Orthodox Demonic Sect. This filled Thornwell Nango with great anger, and he vowed that one day he would settle accounts with the Orthodox Demonic Sect.

Thornwell Nango bowed three times to the ground, then bid farewell to Logan, preparing to leave, “I owe you another favor and can only say once more that I’ll repay it someday!”

Logan had not yet responded when suddenly another group of people appeared. He instantly became alert, but upon seeing them, Thornwell Nango breathed a sigh of relief.

“Grand Elder!” Thornwell Nango called out. After the Grand Elder arrived and saw the scene, he asked, “Young Master, we sensed signs of a fight here and came as quickly as we could. Are you alright, not wounded?”