A Man Like None Other

"You'll never find out whether or not we'll get annihilated." As soon as the words left Typhon's mouth, he charged toward Cameron.

Almost immediately, the others joined the fray. The Five Slayers, too, dashed forward to confront the horde of cultivators.

However, due to the immense strength of the Five Slayers, numerous wandering cultivators met their demise without a chance to retaliate. In an instant, an array of magical items was brandished, and various types of divine weapons clashed together in an incessant cacophony.

The elderly man savored the sight of the battle while hovering in the air. Whenever a cultivator dropped dead, a streak of white light ascended to the heavens,

Engaged in a duel with Typhon, Cameron understood that he had to unleash his full strength if he intended to survive. His eyes flashed with determination, and he bit down hard on the tip of his tongue.

Then, he spat a mouthful of blood onto the longsword he was wielding. The sword emitted a streak of scarlet light with a slight tremor.

Typhon, brandishing his longsword. "Have you forgotten who I am? You've got some

technique revolved around manipulating metal, with a particular

shimmering golden shield in front of him, effectively

intense collision, Cameron was pushed back several steps. Typhon, too, fared

in Cameron's hand. Under his astonished gaze, the weapon shattered,

sword of the Norton family, passed down by my ancestors, and it has been destroyed

was not

hell!" As Typhon roared with laughter, he dashed toward Cameron.

instant, and

and the cultivators have vanished! The other cultivators also noticed

immersing themselves in the vivid scene before