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Chapter 852 - 459: The Battle to Establish Prestige_4

Chapter 852: Chapter 459: The Battle to Establish Prestige_4

Owen Bertram sneered and shook his head, "Not all Fifth Realm practitioners can fully unleash the power of a Tier-6 magical weapon. You are still far from it!"

In a deeply rooted and flourishing clan like the Johnson Clan, the Clan Leader’s minds mostly focus on power struggles and suppressing dissent. How much energy do they have left for cultivation? They rely on their family’s abundant resources to attain their realms by brute force.

The Clan Leader was having a hard time, barely having enough spiritual energy, when he sensed the Commander Lord’s magical weapon aimed at him!

Behind him, six defensive magical instruments were rotating, thinking that he might not be as good as Owen Bertram in swordsmanship, but his six defensive magical instruments were all Tier-6, and for the sake of self-preservation, all had been dedicatedly refined. Didn’t you know that real important figures were all about preserving their lives!

Clang ——

The first magical defense treasure, the Brocade-patterned Bronze Bell, shattered!

Clang ——

The second, the Thousand-Leaf Dharma Robe, shattered!

Clang ——

The third, the Glorious Sutra Container, shattered!

Clang ——

The fourth, the Spiritual Rhinoceros Shield, shattered!

Clang ——

Clang ——

After six consecutive attacks of the Bone Mace, all six defensive magical instruments were broken! The Clan Leader and the Sixth Realm Elder behind him couldn’t even react to the speed!

Owen Bertram was satisfied with the Bone Mace; it was so handy. He swung his hand and the Immortal Binding Rope swiftly tied the Clan Leader securely before throwing him into the Horizon bureau’s army. Owen Bertram ordered, "Enter the fortress! Search for the Johnson Clan’s evidence of guilt!"

"For those who dare to resist, kill them all!"

From the four directions of the fortress, resounded the Three Thousand Horizon Bureau Commanders’ unified shouts: "Yes sir!"

Without the aid of radiance, relying on their own senses, they charged in with their hands on their blades, completely disregarding the fortress’s defenses!

In the Ancestral Hall, the Sixth Realm Elder roared furiously, "How dare you, inexperienced juniors! Don’t underestimate the Johnson Clan!"

One after the other, ancestral spirits rose into the air behind the Sixth Realm Elder. They formed a giant totem-like display. The ancestral spirits’ power resonated with the earth’s veins, emitting soul-shaking roars.

The Sixth Realm Elder pushed both his hands forward, and a magic mirror slowly rose from the void — under normal circumstances, this Tire-7 Sun Illuminating Mirror would emit thousands of golden rays at this moment, glorious like the rising sun. However, now it was pitch black, devoid of any majestic presence, and not boosting the Johnson Clan’s morale at all.

The Sixth Realm Elder was exasperated, but these were just details. Unlike formations, magical weapons don’t rely on auras to function. Magical weapons focus on power, not momentum.

Behind him, the ancestral spirits transferred powerful energies into his body. Despite his domain only reaching 70 miles, he still had full confidence in defeating Owen Bertram.

Abner Lane hid in the shadows without making a move, seemingly out of self-preservation concerns. As long as he defeated Owen Bertram and broke his domain, the great formation would echo his, allowing him to face Abner Lane in battle!

Owen Bertram seemed even more at ease when facing the Sixth Realm Elder compared to the Fifth Realm Clan Leader. He didn’t care what power you borrowed, as long as it was the power of ancestral spirits. Owen Bertram enjoyed having an opponent like you as his favorite prey.

The Bone Mace fell from mid-air, clanging fiercely against the Sun Illuminating Mirror. The two powerful magical weapons created tsunami-like afterwaves. The Sixth Realm Elder could barely protect the Ancestral Hall behind him. The entire old mansion instantly turned into ruins. Outside the old mansion, the fortress collapsed, and the Johnson Clan members inside screamed out in pain, their bones broken and tendons torn.

The Sun Illuminating Mirror suddenly sank downwards. The ancestral spirits behind the Sixth Realm Elder were in a hurry to provide power, but the Bone Mace continued to fly towards the "totem" formed by the spirits.

Pu!

One of the ancestral spirits was extinguished. The Sixth Realm Elder was heartbroken. Over the span of thousands of years, the Johnson Clan had gathered twenty-four ancestral spirits through their family sacrifices. Each one of these spirits had reached at least the Fifth Realm in their previous life, and the annual sacrificial rituals were extremely expensive, requiring a large variety of high-tier treasure materials. They were all incredibly precious, irreplaceable once lost.

But before he could even finish grieving, he saw the Bone Mace spinning like a fish and one by one the ancestral spirits — pu, pu, pu — extinguished!