“It doesn’t matter whether or not you’re a Demonic Cultivator,” Jared said as he set his jaw grimly. “You have to die.”
“Is that so? Come and try it, then.”
After Skylar spoke, the black and gold throughout his entire body began expanding. Then, like a meteor, a massive fist swung ferociously at Jared.
Not daring to underestimate his foe again, rays of dazzling gold surrounded Jared as he darted forward. The combatants collided with one another and sent a terrifying aura spreading swiftly outward, leaving nothing intact in a hundred-meter radius.
Jared had mobilized the Power of Dragons in its entirety for that punch. A gold dragon circled his arm as he raised it to strike. A chorus of dragon roars sounded after he sent that fist forth.
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