A Man Like None Other

“Mr. Chance, should we leave as well? I estimate that the Celestial Battlefield will close in a few more days.” Igor planned to return to the Blood Spirit Valley with Jared first.

Jared nodded, ready to follow Igor and leave.

“Wait a moment.” At that moment, Helmut walked over and, after glancing at Jared, he asked, “Did you happen to see my disciple in that battlefield of gods and demons?” Helmut knew that Dimas was with Pablo, so logically, there shouldn’t have been any problems.

However, since Jared had appeared, Helmut felt uncertain. In theory, Pablo, an Eighth Level Tribulator cultivator, should have found it quite easy to kill Jared.

“What are you trying to do, Helmut?” Igor’s brows furrowed slightly as he coldly stared at Helmut.

“Igor, I’m merely inquiring about the condition of my disciple. Is that not allowed?” Helmut sneered. Just as Igor was about to say something, Jared interjected, “There’s no need to wait any longer.

Your apprentice is already dead.” “What?” Helmut was taken aback.

He had never imagined that his disciple would die.

with Pablo. How could he

lied. My apprentice wouldn’t have died.” Helmut simply

fine. You’ll understand when

Helmut was instantly filled with

Helmut’s palm erupted with power,

Eighth Level Tribulator cultivation erupted, with the palm strike almost covering

the

aback as they turned their gaze toward Helmut. No one knew why

hand against Mr. Chance in my presence!” Enraged, Igor erupted in a flash, radiating

energy rushing forth like a torrential river, unstoppable in its momentum. That overwhelming strike was aimed at Helmut, and soon after,

thunderous boom, both palm strikes were instantly shattered. Igor’s gaze was icy cold

a palm print large enough to eclipse

expected Igor to deal him a heavy blow, all for the sake of Jared.

Upon seeing the situation,