Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years
Chapter 764 Learning too much and too varied isn't necessarily a good thing

The Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian gave Walker a sidelong glance and said, "Mind your own business and just stay put!"

His attitude was strikingly similar to William's just moments ago.

Damn, was he trying to slack off?

It was bad enough that the Sword Spirit was slacking off, but to suggest Walker do the same was crossing the line.

Was he really trying to get Amy killed?

Walker ignored the Sword Spirit's warning and rushed forward to help Amy.

Since they were both in a spiritual state, Walker had barely taken two steps forward when an invisible force repelled him, making it impossible for him to get any closer.

The Sword Spirit stood by, watching the scene unfold.

As expected, if Mr. Johnson didn't want Walker to intervene, there was nothing Walker could do.

"Now you see why I told you not to go over there!" the Sword Spirit sneered.

To be honest, the Sword Spirit really didn't think much of Walker's abilities.

With such meager strength, he could easily crush Walker to death!

Amy was the disciple of two high-ranking god-kings,what was Walker in comparison?

"Just stand here and watch?" Walker said, seeing Amy battle the ghostly phantom and feeling it was very dangerous.

He had at least a bit of discernment,the phantom's agile movements and mastery of the secret sword technique were truly exquisite.

Although he didn't understand swordsmanship, he could somewhat tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

Amy's swordsmanship should have been considered quite formidable, but compared to the techniques used by the humanoid phantom, it was like watching a child spar with a martial arts master.

In any case, Amy hadn't managed to land a single blow on the phantom, but instead was constantly being overpowered.

This power was terrifying!

What kind of formidable beings were inside this Doors of Evolution, and why were they all so strong?

Even an S-class Mutated creature shouldn't be this formidable.

He couldn't even begin to imagine the disaster it would bring to humanity if these beings were to escape from the Doors of Evolution.

However, the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian didn't care much about that. He was content to just watch from the sidelines, knowing that Mr. Johnson wouldn't really harm Amy. What was there to worry about?

In just two or three days, Amy's swordsmanship had noticeably improved. It's important to note that the magic circle was primarily for the training of the soul.

He would bet that once Amy stepped out of the defensive magic circle, her strength would significantly increase, and her soul would undoubtedly become much more resilient and powerful.

With such an opportunity and personal guidance from Mr. Johnson, if one could stay here for a hundred years, wouldn't they be invincible upon leaving?

Of course, this so-called invincibility would have to exclude Mr. Johnson.

The secret sword techniques Amy was grasping were continuously transmitted to the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian. Even though her understanding was superficial, the Sword Spirit felt that these techniques were much more exquisite than those of the sea god Poseidon.

After all, Poseidon's secret sword techniques ultimately just harnessed the power of the Cosmic Entity of this universe.

But the secret sword techniques of the humanoid phantom possessed an indescribable power, a power that definitely surpassed that of the Cosmic Entity.

If Amy could fully grasp these secret sword techniques and reach a level of strength comparable to Poseidon, she would definitely be able to outmatch the sea god.

"Just stand there and watch, why bother with so much?" The Sword Spirit couldn't be bothered to explain all this to Walker. In his eyes, Walker was just a minor character, and he only spoke to him for Amy's sake.

Back in the day, among the myriad gods, aside from Poseidon, Zeus, and Mr. Johnson, the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian didn't take anyone else seriously.

Amy was completely engrossed in her battle with the phantom, not even noticing Walker's arrival.

Ten days quickly passed, and Walker felt that Amy was quite formidable. The Sword Spirit deeply agreed,in just about ten days, Amy's soul had become much more resilient and her Sword of the Abyssal Guardian sharper than ever.

Perhaps it was because of Amy's young age and high starting point that her progress in the path of swordsmanship was so smooth.

This was probably why guilds recruiting Soulmancer apprentices tended to choose younger disciples.

Younger individuals, with undistracted minds, think less about other matters and focus purely on practicing swordsmanship, achieving a state of self-forgetfulness.

"Enough!" After thirteen days of dueling with Amy, the phantom finally let out a hum and struck Amy with a sword blow that sent her flying.

This sword strike was the culmination of the past several days' techniques, simplified from complexity to simplicity.

The Sword of the Abyssal Guardian in Amy's hand was merely a product of her imagination,she was in a soul state, and the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian was standing by her side, the sword in his hand being the manifestation of her thoughts!

The moment Amy was sent flying, everything cleared up, her soul returned to her body, and the Sword Spirit returned to the sword.

Amy stood leaning on her sword in the clearing, while Walker looked around bewildered, completely confused.

"Was everything I just saw fake?" Walker hadn't grasped the secret sword technique used by the phantom, which was exactly William's intention.

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Walker had just learned two sets of knife techniques and probably hadn't handled swords much in his life. If he tried to forcibly comprehend William's secret sword technique within the magic circle using his soul, it would likely only lead to mental chaos.

"Mmm." Amy hummed softly, leaning on her sword, slowly opening her eyes.

Inside the magic circle, she had indeed grasped a lot.

The God-Slaying Sword Formation's powerful strike, although formidable, seemed somewhat lacking compared to the final strike unleashed by the phantom in the magic circle.

She felt somewhat dazed, the image of that final strike continuously appearing before her eyes.

Suddenly, the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian slipped from Amy's hand, flew into the air, and landed next to Walker, the blade quivering slightly.

"Don't go over there! Don't disturb her! Otherwise, death!"

The Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian knew that Amy was on the verge of a breakthrough and couldn't let Walker, the fool, disturb her.

Walker felt his entire body locked by a powerful force, as if taking one more step forward would tear him to pieces.

In front of William, the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian might not count for much, but it was originally the sword of the sea god Poseidon. With Walker's level of strength, it could kill him at any moment if it wished, even if Walker possessed a unique treasure, he wouldn't have a chance to react.

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura, Walker naturally didn't dare to move and could only stand by and watch dumbly.

"Uh!"

Amy's brows furrowed slightly, and after a full ten hours, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes brimming with brilliance, and a terrifying energy swept out, causing the entire tower to tremble.

Walker was thrown by the mysterious energy wave, his body covered in wounds, turning him into a bloody figure.

If not for his strong physical body, he might have died on the spot.

"Walker, what happened to you?" Amy turned around and saw Walker's miserable state, her eyes nearly brimming with tears, "Why are you covered in blood?"

Walker coughed heavily twice and said, "I guess I have you to thank for this."

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