The Nether Duo had fallen within a handful of breaths.
Jared's crimson gaze now settled on the remaining Underworld Shadow Guards still entangled with the battered disciples of the Azurecloud Sect.
Pinned down by the disciples of Azurecloud Sect, the Underworld Shadow Guards had already been wavering; when they witnessed the brutal death of their two elder commanders, whatever order remained in their ranks collapsed, and their once-fluid movements turned stiff and panicked.
"You worthless b*stards, go to hell!"
Jared vaulted skyward, the Dragonslayer Sword whirling in his grip. In an instant, the blade became a storm of crimson demonic fire, a rain of swords that swept across the battlefield as though plowing up an old field, leaving no corner untouched.
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