Jared's spiritual sense fanned across the chaotic battlefield. Even here, where time and space fought each other, he clamped onto the creature's unique energy signature and refused to let go.
Wherever the silhouette shifted, the sword was already there, blocking, parrying, or striking along the very path the silhouette thought would be safe.
Sword light and pitch-black force kept ramming one another, detonating into feverish bursts of color that rippled across the silent firmament like outlaw fireworks.
For the moment, the fight hung in a deadlock, yet Jared felt the shadow's presence thinning, slowly, inexorably, like dusk draining out of a valley.
His own reserves were bleeding fast, but the deep foundation of the Human Immortal Realm braced him. Instead of fading, his battle lust only climbed higher.
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