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.

Phaethon was deeply buried under it. Thunder

a dozen meters underground. He felt as though all his bones were broken, and blood

didn't expect Jared's Thunder Palm to be that powerful.

Dragonslayer Sword at him. Jared lifted his blade, closed his eyes,

poured out from his

the Archaic Body cultivators had executed that technique with his body.

just like Jared. All seven of the shadowy figures were emitting the same amount of aura as

their blades at Phaethon. Their combined aura was so overwhelming that

fear and rage. He felt his scalp tingle as a sense of danger overwhelmed him, but he couldn't muster the courage to fight