A Man Like None Other

Unfortunately, his abilities were being suppressed. The portion of both his spiritual energy and the Power of Dragons that he could utilize was very little. Jared had just released his aura to resist but was instantly pushed down to the ground by an immense force.

The tremendous pressure caused cracks to appear beneath Jared’s feet. He lay on the ground, gritting his teeth as his expression became contorted in agony. If it weren’t for his robust physique, Jared would’ve been reduced to a bloody pulp by then.

Wrey retracted his aura and gazed at Jared in slight astonishment. “Is that all you’ve got?” The former furrowed his brows. With that limited capability, how could Jared have killed Avery, let alone Sonyx?

Garthor was also astounded to see Jared in that state. When he first met Jared, the latter wasn’t that weak. “Jared, enough with the pretense. You can’t be this weak. Are you attempting to deceive us with this fragile act?” Garthor questioned Jared, his voice filled with doubt and disbelief.

Jared slowly rose to his feet, a trickle of blood. escaping from the corner of his mouth. However, he chose to remain silent. There was no way he would expose his current condition of having his strength suppressed.

Sensing Jared’s silence, Garthor thrust a palm in the man’s direction. A dazzling surge of martial energy surged forward, striking Jared forcefully in the chest with immense power.

Golem Body technique. Golden lights erupted as a layer of shimmering

the moment the golden scales formed and enveloped his body, he felt the Power of Dragons quickly dissipating. His body weakened,

as they snapped and splintered in his path. The momentum carried him until he collided forcefully with

churning and spat out a mouthful of blood.

hadn’t even exerted his full strength earlier, yet his attack had left Jared unable to retaliate. “His aura is scattering. It seems he’s injured, so he couldn’t gather his

that the dissipation of power was not due to Jared’s inherent weakness. Instead, it seemed that

care if he’s weak or injured or can’t garner his power. Someone must answer for my son’s

his immense aura. With a single gesture, a colossal palmprint materialized in the air, descending upon Jared with an overwhelming force, akin to a mountain

descending palmprint bore down on Jared, pushing him forcefully into the ground. The