With the Dragonslayer Sword in hand, the golden immortal radiance around Jared surged again.
The golden dragon markings on the blade began flowing at high speed. Sharp dragon cries rang out from the sword, as if it were answering its master's will to fight.
Roar!
A savage roar burst out from inside the coffin.
It was even more terrifying than the roar from the earlier Ghost Clan Sacred Paragon. The whole Sacred Mountain shook violently under it. Huge cracks split open across the mountainside, and broken stone kept tumbling down.
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