The Man's Decree

Phaethon scoffed, "You're delusional! Who do you think you are? Even if I stand here and let you punch me, you still won't be able to hurt me!"

Although he appeared unconcerned, he kept counterattacking and backing away. He was baffled because even though Jared was at Fifth Level Body Fusion Realm, the aura he emitted was that at Ninth Level. That abrupt shift caused Phaethon to lose his grasp on Jared's power level and become more cautious.

"You aren't as cocky as you appear to be. In fact, you seem rather cool-headed. Unfortunately for you, you're dead no matter how far you run. You shouldn't have injured Ms.. Tall." Murderous intent swirled in Jared's eyes..

He put away his Dragonslayer Sword and raised his hands. In an instant, his surroundings turned dark. "Thunder Palm!" Jared roared. A dark cloud appeared above him before morphing into the shape of a palm. Lightning crackled inside the palm. Phaethon looked at the palm in the sky with a frown and sprinted away. Unfortunately, when the Thunder Palm came down, it hit Phaethon directly.

palm print appeared on the ground, and Phaethon was deeply buried under it. Thunder Palms

meters underground. He felt as

crept into his eyes as he didn't expect Jared's Thunder Palm to be that powerful. Phaethon

returned to the surface, he saw Jared aiming Dragonslayer Sword at

energy poured out from his body and into his

cultivators had executed that technique with his body. He wanted to

were warriors in robes and holding swords, just like Jared. All seven of the shadowy

pointing Dragonslayer Sword at Phaethon. The shadowy figures followed suit, pointing the tip of their blades at Phaethon. Their combined aura was so overwhelming

and rage. He felt his scalp tingle as a sense of danger