Gods: Start with Goblins

Luo Dan's forehead was covered with sweat, crystal clear like dew in the morning light, but it could not hide his panic and helplessness. He muttered to himself, why didn't the old man tell him in advance? If he had known the interests involved earlier, he would not have rashly used the precious power of inheritance. After all, that was his trump card, which he had originally planned to show at the critical moment.

At this point, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. Luo Dan could only bite the bullet, grit his teeth, and prepare for the coming storm. He knew very well that once he took this step, there would be no turning back.

The shadow opposite him had a stern face and eyes like knives, staring at Luo Dan closely, as if he wanted to see through him. He said in a cold voice: "The aura emanating from you makes me sick all the time, as if it carries endless filth and evil. And the sword in your hand, I was ruthlessly killed by this sword, the pain and humiliation, I still remember it in my heart. Today, I will take your life to avenge my previous shame!"

Facing the threat of the phantom, Luo Dan did not show any panic or fear. He took a deep breath to calm his heart, then sighed and said slowly: "You'd better not brag too early, or you may end up in a miserable situation. You know, things are unpredictable, and victory or defeat is often just a matter of a thought. If you really think you have a sure win, then go ahead and give it a try."

There was an unquestionable firmness and confidence in Luodan's words, as if he had made full preparations and would go all out and fight to the death no matter what the outcome.

He secretly made up his mind and vowed to improve his cultivation to an unprecedented level, a realm beyond the norm and close to that of a god. Only in this way could he have enough power to touch the mysterious soul hidden deep in the sword - the sword spirit, and awaken it from its slumber in advance. He knew how powerful the sword spirit was. Once he could awaken it, his chances of winning against the evil cultivator in front of him would undoubtedly increase greatly, and he might even be able to win the battle.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The next second, the phantom pounced towards Luo Dan like a ghost, with a destructive momentum. However, Luo Dan's reaction speed was extremely fast. He almost immediately sensed the danger and waved his palm to meet the attack. With one palm, he smashed the phantom into pieces and turned it into nothingness.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Dan's mind moved, and the long-dormant sword spirit was finally awakened by him, slowly appearing in front of everyone. A golden light suddenly flashed, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, dazzling and blinding. Everyone's faces showed unbelievable expressions. They had never seen such a shocking scene before.

Even the body of the phantom trembled twice involuntarily, as if it felt the powerful pressure from the sword spirit. The sharp attack originally emitted by the phantom, at the moment the sword spirit appeared, dissipated as quickly as ice and snow melting, until it was completely invisible. This scene made everyone present feel unprecedented shock and awe.

"Impossible! This is impossible! How could this happen?" The shadow stared at the sword spirit that appeared out of nowhere with wide eyes, and the anger in his chest rose, as if it was going to burn him up. He burst into a deafening roar, full of resentment and anger. He never thought that Luo Dan had reached the level of being able to control the sword spirit.

Luo Dan was slightly stunned. He looked at the phantom with some surprise, muttering to himself: It's just a sword spirit, there's no need to react so strongly, right? Although he knew that the sword spirit was powerful, he didn't expect that the phantom would lose its composure like this.

However, at the moment when Luo Dan was stunned, he heard the shadow's angry questioning: "As a sword spirit from the ancient times, you should have been suppressed in the endless abyss long ago. Why can you escape the punishment of the laws of heaven and earth without any harm?"

Luo Dan was completely dumbfounded when he heard this. He stared at the shadow blankly, and an indescribable horror surged in his heart. Could it be that he accidentally heard some shocking secret again?
He actually didn't really want to know these secrets. As the saying goes, "the more you know, the greater the threat you face." Luo Dan knew this truth very well, but at this moment, he seemed to be drawn into a huge whirlpool and couldn't extricate himself. He could only listen to the roar of the phantom silently and pray in his heart, hoping that all this would end as soon as possible.

Luo Dan was not interested in the hustle and bustle around him. His mind was completely immersed in the sword he had just acquired, called "Eternal Life". At this moment, a golden figure slowly emerged beside him. It was naturally the sword spirit that had been hidden in Luo Dan's sword for a long time. The existence of this sword spirit seemed to add a bit of mystery and extraordinaryness to the sword.

"Eternal Life" is the most simple of all. These two simple words contain the true meaning and essence of this sword. It is not only a sharp weapon, but also a loyal partner and guardian on the road of cultivation of Luodan. Compared with the previous ones, the appearance of the sword spirit this time seems to be unprecedentedly powerful and majestic. Its breath has a faint sign of recovery, as if it is gradually waking up from a deep sleep.

As the sword spirit emerged, its aura became majestic and vast, as if it could swallow up the world and contain everything. The golden light flickered, as dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at it. When the sword spirit's eyes fell on the rolling black gas not far away, a hint of sharpness and determination flashed in its eyes, as if it was ready to fight evil to the end.

Luo Dan felt the strength and determination of the sword spirit beside him, and an inexplicable confidence and courage surged in his heart. He knew that with the company of this "eternal life" sword and the sword spirit, no matter what challenges and difficulties were waiting for them ahead, they would move forward fearlessly.

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The sword spirit seemed to be extremely angry at that moment, and a bone-chilling cold light burst out from its eyes, like the most severe cold wind in winter, which made people shudder. Then, the sword spirit turned into a sharp and unparalleled aura, and rushed towards the black shadow - the phantom like a wild horse. The speed was so fast that it almost exceeded the limit of human eyes, leaving only a golden afterimage flickering in the air.

In a moment, the golden aura had penetrated the shadow's brow, like an invisible sword, accurately hitting its vital point. The shadow's body seemed to be frozen at this moment, and then it shattered into pieces like broken glass and dissipated into the air. This scene stunned everyone present. They widened their eyes and looked in disbelief.

"Is that... the power that erupted from the sword in Luo Dan's hand?" Someone murmured to himself, his voice full of shock and confusion. They couldn't imagine that a seemingly ordinary sword could actually erupt with such terrifying power and easily kill an evil cultivator from ancient times. Logically speaking, this shouldn't have happened at all!

Luo Dan was also stunned. He looked at the sword in his hand, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew that this sword was not simple, but the power it showed was far beyond his expectations. At this moment, he seemed to feel the infinite mystery and power contained in the sword, and he became more determined on the path he wanted to take.

They looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt and puzzlement, as if everyone was looking for a reasonable explanation, thinking that what had just happened was just their illusion, a dazzle or a temporary loss of mind. However, reality ruthlessly broke their fantasy. Qilin stood aside, frowning, his face full of disbelief. Originally, in his expectation, the evil cultivator should be able to defeat Luo Dan easily, after all, the evil cultivator's strength is unfathomable, and he possesses the evil power of ancient times. But what shocked him was that Luo Dan didn't know what method he used, but actually forced the evil cultivator to retreat in full view of everyone.

This scene was undoubtedly a huge blow to Qilin. He clenched his teeth, as if trying to suppress the gasp that was about to come out, and stared at Luo Dan with his eyes, trying to find the answer from him. His heart was full of doubts and unwillingness. He didn't understand why a seemingly ordinary sect disciple could burst out with such amazing power, subverting all his predictions and imaginations.

"Qilin, didn't you say that the evil cultivators in ancient times were all difficult characters to deal with? Then what is going on now? How could he kill someone so easily with just one move?" A man looked at Qilin in disbelief, his tone full of astonishment and confusion. He rubbed his eyes, as if he wanted to confirm whether everything that happened in front of him was real.

Qilin was also stunned. He frowned and explained, "This... I don't know. Logically speaking, the evil cultivators of the ancient times should have great power and profound cultivation. How could they be defeated by Luo Dan in just one move?"

“Could it be... that the evil cultivator you released was a fake?” the man said half-jokingly and half-seriously, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Qilin quickly shook his head and denied: "How is it possible! This is the ancient evil cultivator that I went through so much trouble to find, how could it be fake?"

"Then his strength is too weak." Another man narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Just now I clearly felt that he was plundering my secret method, but later he looked down on me and gave up. I thought he was so powerful, but he was destroyed so easily."

"Yeah, this is too unexpected." Others echoed, and they looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise and confusion.

"After all this time, they asked us to help, but in the end we didn't help at all and just watched a lot of fun." A sect disciple said with a wry smile, "It's really interesting. I didn't expect this operation to end up like this."

“But having said that, Luo Dan’s strength is really impressive.” Another disciple exclaimed, “He was able to defeat the ancient evil cultivator with one move. His strength is simply too terrifying.”

"Yes, it seems we have to be more careful in the future." Everyone nodded in agreement, and they looked at Luo Dan with awe and admiration. Although this action was unexpected, it also made them deeply aware of Luo Dan's strength and potential.

"Tsk, look at that sword in his hand, it's so powerful!" One of them blurted out, his eyes full of amazement and envy, "It's so powerful, and it contains so much power, it's just like a legendary divine weapon. Who knows what kind of magical weapon that sword is? It looks ordinary on the outside, but it's actually ridiculously powerful."

The people around him couldn't help but persuade him, "Don't think about it. Luo Dan is so powerful, how could the magic weapon he can use be an ordinary one? I guess that sword must be a god-level magic weapon, or even a treasure left over from ancient times."

They made bold guesses and discussed a lot, with voices rising and falling one after another. Qilin, who was standing aside, looked at Luo Dan with a gloomy face, his eyes flashing with anger and unwillingness.

He walked quickly to Luo Dan and asked in a cold tone: "Luo Dan, don't be so proud! Don't think you can do whatever you want with that sword. I won't let you go. Just wait, I promise to make you regret what you did!"

Luo Dan just smiled faintly when he heard this, and ignored Qilin's threat. He gently stroked the sword in his hand, feeling the great power contained in the sword, and his heart was full of confidence and determination.

"Qilin, don't go too far." Someone nearby couldn't stand it anymore and warned, "Luo Dan has already demonstrated his strength. You should respect him instead of making trouble here."

Qilin seemed not to hear anything, still staring at Luo Dan, as if he wanted to see through him. Luo Dan, on the other hand, remained calm, as if everything was under his control.

The scene was in a stalemate for a while, and the atmosphere around them became tense. However, Luo Dan didn't seem to care about it. He gently swung the sword in his hand, and the flash of the sword seemed to cut through the air.

"Qilin, I have no intention of being your enemy." Luo Dan said calmly, "But if you insist on causing trouble, I will not show mercy. This sword is not for display."

Luo Dan was still immersed in the thrilling battle just now. Before he could come back to his senses, he suddenly noticed that the atmosphere around him had become a little subtle. He looked around and found that many people's eyes were full of hostility and dissatisfaction, as if he had done something unforgivable. Luo Dan was confused and muttered to himself: What does this have to do with him? He had no idea what he had done wrong, why so many people suddenly hated him. (End of this chapter)