Jared stared at Yosef coldly, his Dragonslayer Sword at the ready. “I told you, I've even killed an experienced Martial Arts God. You've only recently been promoted to Martial Arts God. You're no match for me.”
There wasn't a hint of arrogance in Jared's voice. It was as if he was simply stating facts.
However, Yosef remained skeptical. He didn't believe that a fifth-level Martial Arts Saint could kill a Martial Arts God.
Unless, of course, Jared was hiding his true power, but that was unlikely. The powers of a Martial Arts God couldn't be concealed to the level of a Martial Arts Saint.
“Don't be so arrogant, you brat,” Yosef sneered, reaching out and drawing energy from the air.
Countless strands of faith energy appeared, coalescing into a dense cloud of purple energy in front of him.
Meanwhile, believers who had been praying nearby began to collapse as their aura and faith energy were absorbed by Yosef.
Despite this, other faithful individuals continued to kneel and recite scriptures in their hearts with utmost devotion.
Jared's brow furrowed as he surveyed the scene before him. “What are you all still doing here? You need to leave! Yosef is not the deity you believe him to be. Look around you—people are dying!” he shouted urgently.
His voice reverberated through the air, hoping to persuade the believers to flee before it was too late.
“Hahaha. They won't listen to you. They are my most devoted followers. They will die for me without hesitation if I ask them to!” Yosef chuckled.
He had formed a lethal purple sword from the purest form of faith energy drawn from the believers around him.
“My powers will never run dry as long as my believers are around. I will show you what I'm made of today!”
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