Chandler copsed to the ground, lifeless atst. A great Sanctuary level cultivator had died just like that, with his eyes still wide open.


    Seamus came up to him, picking the dagger up.


    The dagger had a simple design, emitting a brilliantly colored glow that made the entire room look like paradise.


    Even Seamus started shaking as he held the dagger.


    The dagger had been passed down countless generations in the Rocher family. It possessed a unique energy that only a Rocher who was a cultivator could absorb.


    If the person was not a cultivator, they would be blown to ashes from the bacsh of the dagger.


    That was why no family leader in the past had dared to try using it.


    Their ancestors had also left this message: the dagger''s energy would be activated once it had absorbed enough power, thus making it usable to non- cultivators in the Rocher family.


    There was a huge risk to this, and anything could happen to the person holding the dagger. After all, a non-cultivator trying to control this power was highly dangerous.


    But Seamus only had one shot at this, and he could not bear to watch his family''s downfall. He was going to take every chance he had.


    He could not stand the thought of the family treasure going to an outsider like Chandler and had thus used Chandler''s greed to activate the dagger for Seamus


    to try.


    ording to the message left behind, the dagger was a spirit weapon that would make one''s powers rival those of a modern cultivator.


    For the Rocher family, and to be the most powerful person in the world, this was worth the risk.


    Seamus was afraid of nothing as long as the reward was worth it.


    Otherwise, he would not be able to bring the Rochers to such glory without a single cultivator in the family.


    Clutching the dagger, Seamus'' blood soaked the handle as a powerful force began to enter his body.


    Just then, Sawyer spoke up with a trembling voice. "Dad, could you give this chance to me?"


    Seamus said nothing in response to the hungry look in his son''s eyes, feeling the immense energy from the dagger course through his body.


    The next second, Seamus'' body began to glow with a powerful aura.


    All eyes were on him now. There was now a cultivator in the Rocher family, the first in generations.


    Suddenly, another change happened.


    The muscles on Seamus'' body began to ripple and expand, turning him into some hybrid monster.


    Seamus let out a howl of agony, trembling all over.


    The Rochers looked on in shock. Had there been an ident?


    Sawyer''s eyes lit up with a hungry glint.


    Just then, Seamus let out a growl as he reached out to the closest family member to him.


    Within the blink of an eye, the family member had been drained of his blood. Seamus tossed the corpse to the ground, grabbing another family member. This made the Rochers gasp in terror, turning to run for their lives.