The entire golf course was now a scene of devastation. Aresughed heartily as he cut Carlos right


    hand with a sh of his sword, taunting, “How dare you secr cultivatorspete with us, immortal


    cultivators?”


    His words struck like thunder, echoing in the minds of the five individuals,


    Fury burned in Bertram’s eyes. “You little brat, I’ll have you have a taste of my fist!” With a boom, his


    attack created a sonic boom.


    However, Ares simply tapped the tip of his sword, and the two forces intertwined. With a wicked grin,


    Ares flipped his wrist. The tip of his sword sliced off one of Bertram’s fingers.


    At this moment, everyone was filled with shock. They had witnessed Bertram’s formidable strength


    firsthand and knew that he was a formidable opponent. Yet now, he had lost a finger to Ares. Were the


    cultivators from the reclusive sects truly so terrifying?


    Not far away, Nash’s eyes shimmered with golden light. He had been observing the fight for a minute


    already. To his astonishment, he found the Mystique Pill within Bertram to be solid, albeit gray. His was


    equally solid but gold. What did these colors and solidity represent?


    “Nash, we can’t hold on any longer!” Eric roared, distress clear in his voice.


    Nash snapped out of his daze and immediately transformed into an afterimage, joining the battle. He


    unleashed a full–force Eight Crumbling Destion Fist, channeling 100% of his power into a single


    punch.


    A deafening sonic boom echoed through the sky as the air twisted and distorted, the punch. crashing


    toward Ares mercilessly.


    “Such formidable momentum…” Ares‘ expression changed slightly as he raised his sword arm and


    shed forward. A sword form flew from his de, but it was instantly shattered by Nash’s punch.


    Ares‘ pupils contracted abruptly. “He’s actually a tangible energy cultivator?”


    Without giving Ares a chance to catch his breath, Nash immediately used the Secret Blessings of


    Fortune. With a mighty Nine–Character Mantra, apanied by an overwhelming force, he swiftly


    approached Ares.


    Ares unleashed several sword strikes in session to block the Nine–Character Mantra.


    “Ash, lend me your sword!” Nash took a step forward, his eyes flickering with countless sword forms.


    The sword in Ash’s hand flew toward Nash, who grabbed the hilt. His body shifted into an afterimage,


    and he rushed toward Ares with the sword pointing forward.


    “Are you challenging the swordsmanship of someone from the Limitless Sword Sect?” Ares‘ expression


    was disdainful. He immediately wielded his three–foot–long green de to meet Nash’s attack.


    In an instant, the two ascended several hundred meters into the sky, their sword forms crisscrossing


    the air.


    Ares watched the two figures battling in the sky, his heart filled with astonishment. His senior, Cadoc,


    was a rare genius of the Limitless Sword Sect and came third on the sect’s Heavenly Pride ranking. It


    was a position achieved once in a hundred years.


    Cadoc did not even use his full strength during the intense fight with the five Mystique Loyalty Realm


    experts just now but was now using the sect’s techniques against Nash?


    “Damn it, there’s still one more of them. Let’s deal with him together!” Bertram cursed as he looked


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    Instantly, all five sets of eyes turned toward him. They had discerned from the previous battle that he


    was weaker than the other one. When else would they deal with him if not now?


    Ares‘ heart sank, but he pretended to be calm. “If you have the guts, face me one–on–one!”


    “Face you one–on–one? Screw that! Let’s take him together!” Bertram cursed before the five of them


    charged toward Ares.


    Ares wielded his long sword bitterly, parrying their attacks and retreating. When he fought alongside his


    senior previously, they could easily dominate the battle. Rather than his contribution, it was because


    Ares was a formidable fighter. Without his senior, was he just a mere pawn?


    Meanwhile, in the battle between Nash and Ares, Ares‘ face had turned ashen. The sword in his hand


    gleamed with a chilling light as dense sword forms continuously rushed toward Nash. However, Nash


    remained expressionless as he dealt with every attack effortlessly.


    “Illuminating Destion Sword!” Nash’s long sword trembled as he thrust it out, sending 18 nearly solid


    sword radiance shooting toward Ares.


    “Infinite sh!”