“Phaethon, what on earth are you doing? How can he still move around while being scorched by your flames?” Typhon wore a perplexed expression, utterly astonished that despite being engulfed in Phaethon’s flames, Jared continued to maneuver without displaying any visible signs of distress or pain.
Both were unaware that Phaethon’s flames were completely harmless to Jared. Instead, Jared could harness the power of fire nascence from Phaethon’s flames to enhance his own nascent abilities.
“Get back there!” Jared delivered a powerful punch toward Typhon, aiming to push him back to his initial position. Narrowing his eyes, Typhon retaliated with a punch of his own.
Bam! Bam! Bam! With a single punch, Jared released a multitude of golden fist shadows, each radiating with divine and holy light.
Typhon frowned as he blocked the attack with his fists, coming to the realization that Jared’s power was no less formidable than his own..
Each punch carried an equal amount of force, and their collision produced a resounding explosion, scattering spiritual energy in all directions with them at its epicenter.
The impact of the punches had, in fact, extinguished Phaethon’s flames that were enveloping Jared. Jared subsequently fell to the ground and staggered several steps backward. At the same time, Typhon landed on the ground, too, a grimace on his face..
He had never envisioned that a Fourth Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator could possess such incredible power. This time, Jared did not employ his demonic fire, and Typhon faced no hindrance from the terrain. Nevertheless, the latter still struggled to gain the upper hand.
“Typhon, what in the world are you doing? How could you have failed to kill that weak cultivator with your punch?” Phaethon questioned in disbelief.
Previously, it was Typhon who had questioned Phaethon, and now the tables had turned as Phaethon posed the same question to Typhon. They were both awkward and embarrassed.
Fortunately, the two of them were the only ones around. Had the rest of the Five Slayers been there, they would have never let Typhon and Phaethon live this down and would definitely mock them for the rest of their lives.
“This is absolutely ridiculous! How can he be so powerful?” Typhon frowned. “Yeah. And he has a golden armor that shields him from my flames.” Phaethon wore a frown, too.
When Jared noticed that the two were distracted, he raised his hand and executed a grabbing motion, causing his Dragonslayer Sword to materialize in his grasp instantly.
“Nine Shadows!” Jared unleashed the technique. Countless golden rays of light emanated from the sword and surged toward Phaethon and Typhon.
In response, the two swiftly raised a shield to deflect the oncoming strike. Jared grinned when he saw that. He had no intention of attacking them; his goal was simply to capture their attention.
Following that, five of his shadow clones materialized beside him. Without a moment’s delay, Jared seized the opportunity to make his escape.
Once Typhon and Phaethon shielded themselves from the sword’s rays of light and looked back at the spot before them again, they were startled to find five Jareds.
“D*mn it, he’s using an illusion spell again!” Typhon cursed. They found themselves repeatedly deceived by Jared’s illusion spells, which was becoming increasingly embarrassing for them. Now, it appeared that Jared was employing yet another illusion spell.
“Who cares if it’s an illusion spell or not? We have to destroy them all first!”
With determination, Phaethon launched a fiery punch at one of the Jareds, while simultaneously, Typhon swung his fist at another Jared.
Bam! Bam! Following two resounding explosions, the two illusory Jareds vanished. “Those were fake Jareds! Punch the others!”
Undeterred, the two repeated their attacks. However, the other two Jareds simply vanished again, confirming that they were not the real ones either.
Phaethon and Typhon then redirected their attention to the last remaining Jared and shared a triumphant smirk. Nevertheless, Jared still seemed calm as he held onto his Dragonslayer Sword.
“Let’s find out how you’re going to escape this!” Typhon hissed, grimly looking at Jared. He wished he could shred Jared into pieces.
“You can’t stop me if I want to escape, you idiots!” Jared mocked derisively.
