A Man Like None Other

“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..

Jared did not employ his demonic fire, and Typhon faced no

How could you have failed to kill that weak cultivator with your punch?” Phaethon questioned

had questioned Phaethon, and now the tables had turned as

they would have

Typhon frowned. “Yeah. And he has a golden armor that

his hand and executed a grabbing motion, causing

golden rays of light

a shield to deflect the oncoming strike. Jared grinned when he saw that. He had

clones materialized beside him. Without a

themselves from the sword’s rays of light and looked back at the spot

Jared’s illusion spells, which was becoming increasingly embarrassing for them. Now,