Upon seeing the glint of the sword that was nearly within arm’s reach, Stefan could only let out a roar of fury. A wave of lethal intent erupted from within him, enveloping in its menacing aura.
He was now left with no choice but to be on the defensive, utterly powerless to retaliate in the face of Jared.
Boom!
The sword light struck in an instant, shattering the dark aura surrounding Stefan and sending flying backward.
While was still in mid-air, Jared’s sword struck again.
One strike followed the other. He didn’t even allow Stefan a chance to catch his breath. Jared did this on purpose, intending to drive Stefan to the edge. He didn’t like how the latter constantly showed off.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Stefan, who resembled a ping-pong ball, was ceaselessly batted back and forth by Jared’s sword light.
“Enough!” Suddenly, Stefan roared. His body began to tremble, and his face contorted fiercely. Astonishingly, took on the appearance of a malicious spirit.
All eyes were on Stefan as opened his mouth wide. The fallen cultivators on the ground, to everyone’s shock, transformed into wisps of black energy and were all absorbed by him.
Upon witnessing this scene, Jared began to harness his Focus Technique, engaging In fierce competition with Stefan for control over these black energies.
He knew that Stefan was using these deceased cultivators to restore the lethal intent within his body. After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, the bodies of the fallen cultivators that once littered the ground had mysteriously disappeared. All that remained were their human-shaped, dark imprints on the ground.
Stefan was shrouded in a swirling black mist, gradually regaining his human form.
“Jared, you and I had no deep-rooted feud. But today, you chose to toy with me, so don’t blame me for what happens next!” Stefan spoke in a cold tone.
“Hmph, after slaying so many of my men, you dare to claim we have no feud?” Jared scoffed coldly. “Today, I swear I will end you!”
“Mr. Chance, we have arrived!”
At that moment, Corrado and the others had all arrived.
They had already annihilated both Three Unified Sects and the Haverford family. At that moment, Corrado, Infinides, Ararat, Kishor, along with the Five Great Governors, each a formidable figure, had Stefan tightly encircled.
Upon seeing the situation, Stefan felt the courage and fighting spirit that had just mustered, vanished in an instant.
With so many people ganging up on him, even if had multiple lives, would still end up dying here. He began to tremble, his face filled with panic. Gone was the pretense of arrogance that once held.
“Kill him!”
Even though Stefan was trembling, no longer putting on airs, Jared had no intention of letting off the hook.
As Jared spoke, everyone slowly started moving toward Stefan.
The sheer intimidation radiating from these individuals alone was enough to make Stefan tremble in fear, almost to the point of wetting himself.
“Kill!”
Everyone together launched an attack on Stefan.
A terrifying aura was undeniably threatening to obliterate Stefan into oblivion.
“Stop!”
With a resounding shout, a terrifying surge of power followed immediately, instantly thwarting the attack launched by Jared and his comrades.
Jared and his companions quickly looked up, only to find an elderly figure rapidly approaching from the horizon.
“Father!” Upon seeing the situation, Stefan was so elated that cried out in joy.
At that moment, everyone’s faces turned incredibly grim. It turned out that the master of Four Hell Palace, Tito Montes, had arrived.
As Tito looked at Jared and his companions, his face tinted with anger as said, “All of you are ganging up on my son. Are you looking for trouble?!”
Suddenly, Tito raised his hand, and with a swift motion, pushed down forcefully.
Boom!
Incredibly, the entire Doveston collapsed under this single blow, and the entire Land of Finale was held captive by a horrifying oppressive force.
Many people were knocked down, utterly unable to move.
Jared and the others were also visibly stunned, each feeling as if they were being crushed under the weight of countless mountains, struggling with all their might to resist.
Blood began to trickle from the corner of Jared’s mouth, and everyone else was gritting their teeth in determination.
With a mere wave of his hand, Tito managed to instill a sense of impending doom in them, illustrating just how terrifying the power of the master of Four Hell Palace truly was.
Upon seeing the situation, Stefan reverted to his usual arrogant demeanor.
“Jared, stop being all pretentious. With a mere wave of my father’s hand, all of you could be wiped out!” With a smug expression, Stefan looked at Jared and spoke.
