The ten lights shattered Phaethon’s barrier like glass. Each of the lights sliced his body mercilessly. In the end, Phaethon’s body was chopped into large chunks of meat. Even his primordial spirit was diced.
Everyone was shocked. For a moment, the only sound anyone could hear was the noise of Phaethon’s chunky flesh dropping onto the ground.
With that, Jared had fulfilled his promise of returning the favor by ten times. The might he displayed shocked everyone, especially his mastery of Thunder Palm and Nine Shadows. He had learned many things from the elder of the Archaic Body cultivators.
“Let’s go, Mr. Chance,” said Yuven, stepping forward.
“I can’t return yet. Since the Five Slayers split up, I’m afraid the other wandering cultivators may be in danger.” Jared furrowed his brows.
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