Right then, the horizon quivered in the void.
Jared and Braxton, who had initially vanished without a trace, their very auras undetectable, reappeared once again.
The two of them stood facing each other mid-air, a bitter smile appearing on Braxton’s face.
“You’ve won…” Braxton said.
“Ugh! I could have easily crushed you, but this body of mine just wouldn’t cooperate!” Jared flashed a grin.
Braxton also chuckled. He already knew then that the Jared standing before was no longer himself. He had been possessed by a supreme being. Moreover, the supreme being was an expert from the celestial realm.
In front of the supreme being, felt no different than an insignificant ant, despite being an immortal himself.
Upon seeing that Jared was still alive, Colby couldn’t help but ask loudly, “Mr. Braxton, haven’t you killed Jared yet?”
Braxton glanced at Colby, subtly shaking his head as said, “You’re on your own…”
Once Braxton finished speaking, his figure astonishingly began to fade rapidly before finally disappearing.
Seeing that scene, Colby was utterly dumbfounded. Stefan also had a slight frown, his expression growing increasingly peculiar
Pointing at Jared, Toben shouted, “Mr. Guardian, that’s the brat. Kill him!”
“How could such a minor Ultimate Realm cultivator intimidate so many of you? Watch me take down with a single punch!” Guardian looked at Jared, his gaze filled with pure contempt.
“Hey, do you still need me? if I were to take action, your body would be done for!” Vermilion Demon Lord said to Jared.
“Mr. Vermilion, let me handle this myself!”
Jared knew that if were to let Vermilion Demon Lord engage in another fight, his physical body would certainly be destroyed. Although was capable of physical body restoration, it would take a long time, and didn’t want to wait.
“All right! Have your fun!” Vermilion Demon Lord returned the control of Jared’s body back to Jared.
Jared was momentarily speechless.
Mr. Vermilion has actually described a fight with an immortal as fun!
I‘m merely an Ultimate Realm cultivator. Who would believe me if i said that out loud?
An Ultimate Realm cultivator actually dares to fight against an immortal!
At that moment, Kishor had transformed, his body towering a hundred meters high, as said to Jared, “Mr. Chance, let me have a go at this burly one…”
“You’re probably no match for him.”
With just one glance, Jared knew that Kishor was no match for Guardian.
Although Kishor was once an immortal, had been trapped in Celestial Stairway for far too long. Furthermore, his powers were suppressed in Ethereal Realm, so there was no way could be a match for Guardian.
“Mr. Chance, even if I’m not a match for him, I’ll still wear down a bit. Otherwise, you wouldn’t stand a chance against him!”
After Kishor finished speaking, threw a punch toward Guardian.
Two giants, each a hundred meters tall, were engaged in battle at that moment.
Everyone had to look up to witness the battle.
Boom!
The fists of the two giants collided, and Kishor, with his massive figure, was continuously retreating. His entire arm began to crumble.
With a single punch, the outcome was decided. Kishor was no match for Guardian. Moreover, Kishor had been through several major battles and hadn’t fully recovered yet.
Looking at his shattered arm, Kishor said with a hint of embarrassment, “Mr. Chance, I can’t go on…”
“Let me do it myself!” Jared hovered in mid-air, casting a cool gaze upon Guardian.
“Brat, I really don’t want to kill you. You’re merely an Ultimate Realm cultivator. If I were to kill you, I’d feel as if I’ve dirtied my own hands! Regrettably, I once pledged to guard Vitellius Sect for three thousand years, and i must uphold that promise! Don’t worry, though. I’ll ensure your end is swift!”
After Guardian finished speaking, threw a punch toward Jared through the air.
As the punch was thrown, countless vengeful spirits appeared between heaven and earth. Their roars and chilling screams echoed throughout the entire Land of Finale.
At that moment, it seemed as though the Land of Finale had turned into a purgatory.
Upon seeing the situation, Kishor advised Jared loudly, “Be careful, Mr. Chance! That’s Deathbringer Fist!”
That Deathbringer Fist, once enveloped by the vengeful spirits, even if one weren’t directly hit, survival was impossible.
