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.

toward Typhon, brandishing his longsword. "Have you forgotten who I am? You've got some nerve to brandish a sword before me." Typhon scoffed, his eyes

manipulating metal, with a particular talent for countering weapons such

palm gesture, Typhon conjured a shimmering golden shield in front

steps. Typhon, too, fared no better, only managing to regain his

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

the ancient magic sword of the Norton family, passed down by my

family was not a wealthy clan; their heirloom was so fragile

hello to hell!" As Typhon roared with laughter, he dashed toward Cameron. Just as

oceans... All of these scenes flashed before Typhon's eyes in an instant, and even the four seasons of a

man sensed the change. Jared and the cultivators have vanished! The other cultivators also noticed the change in their surroundings, which

all fell silent, completely immersing themselves in the vivid scene before them, putting