A Man Like None Other

Chapter 3910 Anton Appears

However, those cultivators seemed tireless. They repeatedly picked themselves up and charged forward until they were completely drained of energy.

A cultivator, brandishing a long sword, its blade shimmering with a cold light, moved like the wind, deftly weaving through the crowd of enemies.

His swordsmanship was fluid and seamless, at times fast as lightning, at other times gentle as a willow’s flutter. Each swing of his sword stirred up a fierce gust, forcing the surrounding enemies to retreat several steps.

Meanwhile, another cultivator was brandishing a massive battle axe. His strength was remarkable, and every swing of his axe seemed to have the power to shake the earth.

The battle axe traced fierce arcs in the air, stirring up currents that whipped the surrounding dust into a frenzy, creating a chaotic battlefield.

Two cultivators crossed paths in mid-air, their sword and axe clashing with a deafening crash that seemed to make even the sky tremble.

The shockwave produced by the collision rippled outward, forcing the surrounding cultivators to back away continuously.

the battles involving other cultivators

of heaven and earth to create a sea of fire, an area of ice, or a

moving freely among the enemy ranks, seeking out vulnerabilities to deliver a

the radiance of various spells intermingled, creating a dazzling tapestry of multicolored

the figures of the cultivators were faintly discernible, their every clash filled with thrill and excitement. As

of Serena,

those cultivators died, his eyes reddening with intensity. The least I can do for the cultivators who died today is to kill

red. At that moment, both sides were caught up in a

had transformed into streaks of light, fiercely colliding

intent on killing each other, leaving no

Aiden were about to collide, suddenly, it seemed as though everything around them

a voice, seemingly from beyond the heavens, slowly echoed, “I’ve been in seclusion for centuries, and on the brink of my ascension to immortality, I’m disturbed by a band of ignorant brats. It’s downright outrageous. Do you all think because I haven’t shown my face for centuries,

that, an elder in a grey robe, with his hands behind his back, stood above the void. Everyone felt a sudden tightness in their chest, causing

under the oppressive force, left with no choice but to kneel on one

Becker?” Nolan’s projection looked at the grey-robed elder in front of him with a

to join the fray. Return