The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6689

"Interesting."

Grand Elder Greenwood sneered.

Some of the contempt in his eyes faded.

"But only a little."

Golden light flared again.

He turned into a golden streak and rushed toward Skylar.

He wanted to eliminate the more dangerous Golden Immortal Level Seven cultivator first.

That blue-black fire threatened him more directly and brutally than Jared's chaotic force.

Skylar did not retreat.

Blue-black flame rose around him until he seemed to become a burning sphere of dark fire.

He charged straight into the golden streak.

The two collided like stars moving at terrifying speed.

Golden divine light and blue-black flame tangled together.

Every impact exploded with a roar, as if two mountains were crashing into each other in the air.

Shock waves swept through the battlefield.

For a moment, even the nearby fighting was forced to stop. Cultivators who stood too close were thrown back by the blast.

Gold and blue-black light flashed, devoured, twisted, and tore at each other until no one could clearly see what was happening inside.

Jared did not stand idle.

While Grand Elder Greenwood and Skylar were locked together, he forced down the blood surging in his chest.

The seed of spatial law spun rapidly inside him.

His body flashed.

In the next instant, he appeared at Grand Elder Greenwood's side.

The Dragonslayer Sword thrust out silently like a snake that had waited too long in the grass.

Its target was the elder's ribs.

That was where the protective divine light was weakest, the same place Skylar's blue-black flame had burned before.

Grand Elder Greenwood had no choice but to split his attention.

Golden light gathered at his side and formed a shield that blocked Jared's stab.

But in that brief distraction, Skylar's blue-black flame had already reached his chest, clinging to him like a curse that would not let go.

Sizzle.

A blackened wound burned across Grand Elder Greenwood's chest.

The flesh at the edge curled and charred, exposing red-hot tissue underneath.

Golden blood seeped from the wound and dropped onto the ice, burning tiny holes into the surface.

His face turned ugly.

The contempt in his eyes finally vanished, replaced by real anger and caution.

"You two do have some skill."

His voice grew colder, every word pressed down by rage.

"But I have lived for tens of thousands of years. Do you think this is enough to kill me?"

He drove all his power outward.

Golden light erupted from his body, turning into a ring-shaped shock wave that blasted in every direction.

The force of a Golden Immortal Level Nine expert struck Jared and Skylar at once and threw them both back.

Skylar flipped several times in midair before landing on the ice.

His feet carved a long trench through the surface, sending broken ice flying.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes stayed calm, as if he had not been the one thrown back.

He wiped the blood away, glanced at it, then looked up again at Grand Elder Greenwood.

Jared was pushed back dozens of yards too.

His injuries worsened.

His chest rose and fell hard. Each breath carried the taste of blood in his throat.

He knelt on one knee, using the Dragonslayer Sword to keep himself upright.

Yet the fighting spirit in his violet eyes had not dimmed.

"Jared!"

Gwendolyn's voice shook with worry. She tried to rush to him, but several celestial cultivators blocked her path.

"I am fine..."

Jared gritted his teeth and stood.

His steps were unsteady.

But he still stood.

"I can still fight."

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