“It doesn't matter whether or not you're a Demonic Cultivator,” Jared said as he set his jaw grimly. “You have to die.”
“Is that so? Come and try it, then.”
After Skylar spoke, the black and gold throughout his entire body began expanding. Then, like a meteor, a massive fist swung ferociously at Jared.
Not daring to underestimate his foe again, rays of dazzling gold surrounded Jared as he darted forward.
The combatants collided with one another and sent a terrifying aura spreading swiftly outward, leaving nothing intact in a hundred-meter radius.
Jared had mobilized the Power of Dragons in its entirety for that punch. A gold dragon circled his arm as he raised it to strike.
A chorus of dragon roars sounded after he sent that fist forth.
The dragons' roars instantly captured Skylar's attention. While he was hesitating, Jared's fist collided forcefully against his.
Crack!
Skylar's arm bent downward in an instant as his bones shattered.
This time, Skylar was the one to stumble backward several paces. His expression turned ugly.
Since the dark shadow was only a spiritual sense without a corporeal body, the one within Skylar could not handle an expenditure of this magnitude.
As Skylar's aura withered, his spiritual sense regained control of his body.
While he stared at his broken arm, Skylar's forehead became drenched in sweat from the pain.
In that instant, Jared sensed Skylar's aura change once more.
Fear appeared in Skylar's eyes as he gazed at Jared. It was almost as if the former had become another person.
“Hmph! No matter what tricks you play, you must die.”
As he spoke, Jared leaped up.
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