Venerable Emberlain descended slowly from the air, landed, and walked to Jared. He stood over him from above, looking down at Jared's badly wounded body sprawled against the ground.
There was no mercy in his eyes. Only a still, unmoving emptiness.
"True Immortal Realm Level Three, yet you managed to possess two ancient divine arms... I suppose your fortune wasn't shallow. Too bad. Today is the day you die. No matter how fine divine arms are, you won't live long enough to enjoy them."
He slowly raised his hand, and golden saintfire gathered in his palm once more. This time, it burned even hotter than before, wilder, more savage, carrying the force to burn everything clean.
He was preparing to end Jared's life with a single strike and bring this battle to its close.
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