“Demonic Palm!” Malphas roared with his aura bursting through his body.
In the midst of a howling gale, the skies darkened dramatically.
Shortly after, a palm—the size of a small hill—fell from the sky in Jared's direction.
It covered a huge area with a radius of a hundred meters, leaving Jared no escape regardless of where he dodged.
Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded by the size of the giant palm.
Sensing the aura that it brought, all of them staggered back in fear.
Even a Martial Arts Saint had no way of surviving such a terrifying technique.
Meanwhile, Claus wore a grim look on his face. It was unfathomable to him that a demonic cultivator in the mundane world could wield such power.
“Jared...” Astrid exclaimed. Her sweat-drenched hands were tightly clasped. It was a reflection of the concern she had for him.
Standing underneath the shadow of the giant palm, Jared clenched his teeth, his eyes glistening continuously. He knew that defending the attack was crucial to his survival.
“Sacred Light Fist!” he roared.
Fist shadows that glowed with a golden hue were launched up into the sky in blistering grandeur.
The moment both attacks smashed into each other, the two opposing auras disappeared at once.
Disbelief was written all over Malphas' face as he stared up into the air.
Jared was equally astonished upon witnessing Sacred Light Fist—which contained his full power—fade into nothingness.
Amidst both their shocks, a crisp explosion was subsequently heard.
Crack... Crack...
As Jared and Malphas turned their gaze in the direction of the sound, they noticed the indestructible altar had begun to crack.
As for the blood demon corpse, it was standing upright with its body bathed in light.
Crash!
The altar subsequently shattered into pieces as the light faded away. In spite of that, the blood demon's body remained standing and began to emit an aura.
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