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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

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Minos' Final Move 

Removing that sword completely from the seal, Minos immediately held it with his two hands above his body, drawing attention even from his allies.

The spiritual energy in the surroundings stopped flowing normally, as much of it came towards Minos' body, especially this sword.

The laws in the surroundings stopped functioning properly, causing some of the avatars to weaken subtly.

"What the fuck..."

"What's that?"

"A fusion of three techniques?"

Several of the Demigods there shivered, noticing that thing in the hands of Minos Soul Avatar.

But no one there could look directly at the Divine Sword, as it appeared to be a small, highly bright white star.

However, seeing it or not, everyone could feel the terror of such a fusion!

"Damn it!" Patriarch Longus noticed the beginning of Minos' movement and felt he had to flee.