The attack could have crushed an ordinary Heavenly Immortal, yet Jared only lifted the Dragonslayer Sword, calm, unhurried, almost curious.
"An ant toppling an elephant," he mumbled, uninterested.
Five-element Nascence Power, newly restored, roared through his meridians and into the blade. A faint ripple of the Time Law shimmered around him, bending every second to his will.
"Slay!"
A plain, color-striped flash, Prismatic Sword Aura, shot forth. It sliced the phantom mask like cheap silk, leaving the once-formidable array in tatters that. dissolved into smoke.
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