Uncertainty gnawed at the silhouette. For the first time, it hesitated, unwilling to underestimate Jared even slightly. A flick of its palm sent tens of thousands of sword rays blasting toward Jared, while the silhouette itself retreated rapidly.
It did not want to fight Jared anymore. The longer the battle dragged on, the more uneasy it became. Jared’s body pulsed once, shattering the storm of sword rays effortlessly.
“What’s the matter? Lost your nerve?” he asked, a cold smile playing across his lips. “Kid, it’s not fear,” the silhouette growled. “I just don’t have time to play with you!”
With that, the silhouette waved its massive hand, and the remaining three silhouettes vanished instantly.
Now, all four were preparing to strike Jared together.
“Damn it!” Jared muttered. Jared furrowed his brow. “You’re shameless. Four of you, Top Level Human Immortal Realm Level Nine, attacking a single Level Three like me, ganging up on the weak. No sense of martial honor at all!”
The leader of the silhouettes let out a cold, harsh laugh. “Martial honor? Hah! This is the celestial realm, Level Nine. The strong rule, the weak obey. Your talk of honor is meaningless!”
With a snap of his hand, countless black sword lights erupted, filling every inch of the void around Jared. Jared’s eyes darkened, killing intent rising like a storm.
The magic sword formed from his sword intent solidified into the Dragonslayer Sword, its edges glowing with golden light from the draconic essence embedded in his chest.
The Power of Dragons surged within him, pouring relentlessly into the blade. Dragonslayer Sword let out a series of thunderous dragon roars that echoed across the entire Level Nine.
With a single swing, Jared unleashed the Dragonslayer Sword.
Whoosh! A pillar of golden light erupted around Jared, and the countless black blades disintegrated instantly the moment they touched it, vanishing into nothingness.
The four silhouettes’ faces went pale as they stumbled backward. Beyond the radiant glow, a massive Golden Dragon roared into existence, its power shaking the void itself.
“Sword-light… Turning into a dragon?” one of them whispered, eyes wide. “I’ve never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it!”
“Stay alert. This kid isn’t ordinary!” the leader shouted, waving his companions back.
With a fierce motion, he slashed his sword intent blade at the Golden Dragon.
Boom!
The Golden Dragon vanished, and so did the leader’s sword, along with his entire arm.
Blood spurted like a fountain from the jagged stump.
Staring at the loss of his arm, the leader staggered back, horror etched across his face, retreating as if fear itself had tripped his feet.
The other three were shaken to their core.
Just moments ago, Jared had been completely suppressed. Now, with a single strike, he had severed Oakley’s arm.
How had he grown so powerful so suddenly?
Jared smiled coldly. “Now it’s your turn…”
Eyes blazing with the Power of Dragons, Jared surged forward, Dragonslayer Sword in hand, charging at the remaining three.
A Human Immortal Realm Level Three cultivator taking the initiative against four Top Level Human Immortal Realm Level Nine cultivators, and holding the upper hand was something no one would believe if they had not seen it themselves!
“That sword… It’s no ordinary weapon. Be careful!” Oakley warned.
Seeing this, the other three drew their real magic swords from their belts in unison, preparing for the unstoppable storm rushing at them.
Every magic sword radiated a dark, demonic aura.
The three figures stepped forward in unison. Their terrifying auras fused instantly, forming a massive pressure that bore down on Jared.
As they tried to intimidate him with their overwhelming force, they struck at the same time.
Steel clashed!
Swish, swish, swish! Cutting through the void in streaks of sword energy. The entire space began to splinter and warp under the chaotic power. Amid the torrent of sword energy, a single golden streak darted through.
It was Jared. Where his golden sword passed, the dark sword energy disintegrated completely.
The three silhouettes froze. Meanwhile, Jared swung the Dragonslayer Sword, but the immense pressure pushed him back. He kept retreating, only coming to a stable stance after a few kilometers.
Jared’s face had lost all color, and fresh blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Yet the draconic essence on his chest blazed ever brighter, like a living sun over his heart. Waves of the Power of Dragons surged through his body, making his bloodline roar with life.
He felt unstoppable, pumped with energy, unable to stop, as if his entire being had been set ablaze by the fight.
