A cold smirk tugged at Jared’s lips.
Pointing the sword toward the ground, said, “Power doesn’t depend on your cultivation level…”
Before finished speaking, his form flickered.
In the next instant, was less than nine meters from Braxton. The Dragonslayer Sword cut through the air with a sharp whistle, aimed straight at Braxton’s throat.
Braxton sidestepped in a flash, but Jared’s blade followed with relentless precision. Each stroke was calculated and deadly.
Crimson light filled the air, weaving into a dense web. Forced to retreat, Braxton’s ornate battle robe was shredded by the blows, revealing golden body armor underneath.
“H-How is this even possible?” Thorley gasped, eyes wide, jaw hanging open. He had never seen anyone dominate his father in a head-on fight.
The cultivators of the Caxton Continent were too stunned to speak.
A young cultivator rubbed his eyes and whispered, “Am I dreaming? A first-level wandering immortal is overpowering a fifth-level?”
“Hahaha!” Flaxseed laughed, slapping his thigh. “Jared is really insane!”
“Awesome! Absolutely awesome!” the tens of thousands from Caxton Continent echoed in unison.
With the crowd’s cheers behind him, Jared felt his legs go light, like was walking on air.
In the middle of the sky, Braxton’s face grew darker. He was struggling to keep up. Jared’s strikes were sharp and unrelenting, cutting off every escape route, forcing Braxton to meet head-on.
What frightened most was Jared’s seemingly endless spiritual energy. He wasn’t slowing down at all.
“Secret technique! Worldlock Net!”
At his breaking point, Braxton bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. As the mist dispersed into the air, golden chains began to appear out of the void. Each chain shimmered with ancient runes, radiating a suppressive aura. They surged toward Jared from all directions.
“D*mn it!” Jemima’s face drained of color. instinctively, stepped forward. “That’s the celestials’ shackling technique! Once trapped, even a Wandering Immortal Realm Level Six cultivator can’t escape!”
The cultivators of Caxton Continent closed their eyes, hearts heavy with despair.
A middle-aged female cultivator covered face and wept, “It’s over… Mr. Chance won’t make it out alive…”
The golden chains coiled around Jared like serpents, layer upon layer. Each rune glowed, suppressing his spiritual energy. Even the Dragonslayer Sword lost its luster under the binding force.
“Hahaha! Jared, this is where your arrogance ends!” Braxton laughed wildly, eyes burning with malice. “You thought a first-level wandering immortal like you could defy the celestials? Today, I’m going to shatter your soul!”
He clasped his hands, and the chains constricted. Jared’s body groaned under the crushing force. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
“Mr. Chance!” the cultivators from the Caxton Continent cried out in anguish.
“Jared!” Jemima turned pale and rushed to help, only to be thrown back by a golden shield Braxton had raised with a wave of his hand.
Flaxseed’s eyes were bloodshot as roared, “If you kill him, I swear I’ll take you down with me!”
Braxton sneered, “You worms think you can stop me?”
But just as everyone was certain Jared was done for, a thunderous roar shook the heavens.
Roar!
A moment later, a torrent of searing flames erupted Skyward, like a volcano blowing its top. The golden chains crumbled in the heat, reduced to ash!
“W-What?!” Braxton’s pupils constricted. He turned to stare In disbelief.
Jared was now wrapped in blazing fire. On his shoulder perched a young fire unicorn, its scales glowing like molten metal.
The beast raised its head and let out another roar, its eyes glowing like lava, radiating the fearsome power of a true celestial beast.
