The Man’s Decree – Chapter 4850

Meanwhile, Ararat and Crimson Ghost clashed with such speed and ferocity that their movements blurred into streaks of light and shadow. Each collision of their power sent violent shockwaves rippling through the battlefield, distorting the very air around them.

Cultivators watching from a distance wore grim expressions, sensing the sheer devastation brewing. It felt as if the Land of Finale itself teetered on the brink of collapse.

"Ararat, let me assist you!" Kishor stepped forward.

"Your opponent is me!" From the dense dark mist surrounding Stefan, an elder clad in a black robe emerged. His face was an unsettling shade of red, almost purple-reminiscent of a monkey's backside.

"D*mn, not another one!" Jared muttered, his brows furrowing in frustration.