Jared didn't dodge. He lifted his right hand, and a ball of chaos-flame gathered in his palm.
Violet radiance and golden flame twisted together, glaringly bright against the darkness on the valley floor. The instant the chaos-flame appeared, the thick fog around them started churning violently, like it had run into its natural enemy.
Under the searing burn of the chaos-flame, the fog let out sharp sizzling sounds and quickly evaporated away.
A flash of fear streaked through the Blackscale Beast's eyes. It felt it clearly now. That ball of flame could kill it.
For thousands of years, the Blackscale Beast had never once tasted fear. It had killed True Immortal Realm Level Five cultivators. It had killed True Immortal Realm Level Six cultivators. It had even fought a True Immortal Realm Level Seven cultivator before. It couldn't win that fight, but even then, its life had never truly been in danger.
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