The other members of Skywolf Sect were all nervously staring at the Sixth Level Tribtor cultivator,
completely forgetting the presence of Jared and Rosetta.
After all, the strength of these two individuals was considered weak. Thus, they chose to overlook the
duo.
As Kyan thrust his sword forward, he found that the Sixth Level Tribtor cultivator remained
motionless, devoid of any expression on his face.
The more passive the response, the greater the pressure on Kyan. He couldn’t fathom why the
cultivator was so confident.
Seeing his sword approaching without any reaction from the Sixth Level Tribtor cultivator, Kyan felt
increasingly uncertain.
Even the other Skywolf Sect members who were watching were rendered confused. They couldn’t
understand why the cultivator wasn’t retaliating.
“Spare me the theatrics. Even if you have an adamantine body, I’ll pierce through it with my sword,”
Kyan sneered coldly as he thrust his sword into the cultivator’s body.
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Kyan assumed that his opponent must have an indestructible body for him to be so fearless.
Squelch!
The sword instantly prated the body of the Sixth Level Tribtor cultivator, leaving an eerie
silence.
In that instant, the cultivator’s aura vanished without a trace.
This unexpected turn of events left Kyan dumbfounded. He couldn’tprehend how easily the Sixth
Level Tribtor cultivator had been killed.
Even the onlookers from the Skywolf Sect were perplexed, not understanding the situation.
However, when Kyan saw the lifeless gaze in his opponent’s eyes, realization struck him.
“Oh no, I fell for a trick! This is a puppet!” At once, he retreated and attempted to pull his sword out.
However, a figure had already approached him at lightning speed. Following that, the glint of a de
shed.
At that critical moment, Kyan’s aura surged forth and erupted from his body, forming a shield in front of
him. The figure became clearer-it was Jared wielding the Dragonyer Sword as he swung it at Kyan.
The Dragonyer Sword shed through the shield effortlessly. The moment the sword pierced the
shield, Kyan shifted aside.
The sword’s edge grazed his cheek, slicing off his right hand that held his sword.
“Ah!” A miserable and agonized scream followed as Kyan rapidly retreated, disregarding his weapon
and severed arm.
“Kyan!” The members of Skywolf Sect hurried over to assist Kyan. Kyan red at Jared coldly,
surprised by the audacity and speed of a First Level Tribtor cultivator.
He realized he had been deceived from the very beginning, the true protagonist in this ce was
Jared-the First Level Tribtor cultivator!
“Despite your young age, you’re incredibly cunning and sinister. You deliberately made me fall into a
trap so you couldunch a surprise attack. Did you think ambushing me would secure your victory?”
Kyan’s eyes shed with icy determination and murderous intent.
“With one arm missing, how do you n to contend with me? Capture the leader, and the rest will
topple. Does it not make sense that I would have to deal with you first? How dare you use me of
being cunning? Compared to you beasts from Skywolf Sect, who have defiled countless women, I’d
say my methods are justified,” Jared retorted with a darkened expression.
“Kid, you’ve got guts, but remember this: even if I can’t kill you here in the Celestial Battlefield, once it
closes, I’ll dismember you outside!” Turning to his subordinates, Kyan then ordered, “Let’s go!” Kyan
had lost an arm, so he didn’t want to waste time with Jared here.
Despite the abundance of divine weapons and magical items in the surroundings, Kyan knew that
holding onto these items would paint arge target on their backs. His team wasn’t strong, and he was
injured. If they were ambushed, they would certainly lose.
He decided to tend to his wounds and rethink his ns for the future.