A Man Like None Other

"Phaethon, what on earth are you doing? How can he still move around while being scorched by your flames?" Typhon wore a perplexed expression, utterly astonished that despite being engulfed in Phaethon's flames, Jared continued to maneuver without displaying any visible signs of distress or pain.

Both were unaware that Phaethon's flames were completely harmless to Jared. Instead, Jared could harness the power of fire nascence from Phaethon's flames to enhance his own nascent abilities.

"Get back there!" Jared delivered a powerful punch toward Typhon, aiming to push him back to his initial position. Narrowing his eyes, Typhon retaliated with a punch of his own.

Bam! Bam! Bam! With a single punch, Jared released a multitude of golden fist shadows, each radiating with divine and holy light.

Typhon frowned as he blocked the attack with his fists, coming to the realization that Jared's power was no less formidable than his own..

Each punch carried an equal amount of force, and their collision produced a resounding explosion, scattering spiritual energy in all directions with them at its epicenter.

to the ground and staggered several steps backward. At the same time, Typhon landed on the ground,

did not employ his demonic fire, and Typhon faced no hindrance from the terrain. Nevertheless, the

in the world are you doing? How could you have failed to kill that weak cultivator with your

had turned as Phaethon posed the same question to Typhon. They were both awkward

of the Five Slayers been there, they would have never let Typhon and Phaethon live this down and would definitely mock

powerful?" Typhon frowned. "Yeah. And he has a golden armor

were distracted, he raised his hand and executed a

of light emanated from

oncoming strike. Jared grinned when he saw that. He had no intention of

shadow clones materialized beside him. Without

and looked back at the

They found themselves repeatedly deceived by Jared's illusion spells, which was becoming