Inferno Devil Senior charged toward Casey like a raging beast. His punches were like a hurricane, much stronger than before, with a level of power several times greater.
"Let's give it a try then!" Casey's pupils slightly contracted, and his aura surged in that instant. Following this, he rapidly rotated his wrist, and countless cold glimmers appeared in the air, converging into a phantom-like blade shape. It was accompanied by a thunderous aura as he slashed.
Once again, their attacks collided, creating a tempestuous force with flying dust and debris. Even those who were a hundred meters away could feel the shockwaves.
Simultaneously, Casey spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward. He flew for tens of meters before crashing heavily onto the ground, his aura weakening.
Under the impact of Casey's attack, Inferno Devil Senior was also in a precarious situation. He retreated over ten meters before finally stabilizing himself. A strand of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his face showing anger. He hadn't expected that he would be wounded by an opponent of War Grandmaster Intermediate level, and he was furious at the outcome.
"How is it?" Billy asked as he approached Casey.
"Just a little bit more!" Casey replied, struggling to get up from the ground.
Clearly, he wanted to break through with this fight. During this period, he had been training at a much higher intensity, and he could glimpse the possibility of reaching the War Grandmaster Intermediate level. So he wanted to test it. However, it seemed he was still lacking by a small margin.
"Don't force yourself, it will happen when the time is right." Billy said with a faint smile. "Take a moment to recover right here."
"Alright." Casey nodded and sat cross-legged on the ground. That last exchange had taken a toll on him.
"You're not from Rakshasa Hall. Who are you?" Inferno Devil Senior frowned, looking at Billy. He couldn't sense any martial aura from Billy, and he couldn't help but feel that this young man might be even more powerful than him.
"Just consider us the ones here to deliver a message to Inferno Sect." Billy casually replied, then drew the Bloodshadow Fury Blade from his side.
"You're quite audacious!" Inferno Devil Senior said with a slight sigh. "Let me see how you'll deliver your message."
In his eyes, although he knew Billy's strength was likely not inferior to his, he wasn't afraid to face him head-on. After all, he was a War Grandmaster intermediate powerhouse, a prominent figure in entire Place of Darkness. He wouldn't show any fear in front of a young man in his twenties.
With his words, he attacked again. The area around him was filled with a fierce wind, and his overwhelming presence enveloped the entire space.
"Not bad," Billy said, narrowing his eyes slightly. "But you're still lacking."
With those words, he flipped his wrist, and a blood-red blade aura descended from the heavens, slashing down at Inferno Devil Senior with the speed of lightning.
Boom!
The two forces clashed again, causing a powerful shockwave. The pressure and debris reached far, and those who were hundreds of meters away could sense the aftermath.
"Impossible!" In that instant, Inferno Devil Senior knew he had underestimated Billy. They were not in the same league at all. He tried to evade, but he felt that all his retreat paths were sealed off, and there was no room to escape. He had no choice but to activate his full strength to form a defensive aura, attempting to withstand this strike.
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