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.

all, Dimas was with Pablo.

have died.” Helmut simply

me, that’s fine. You’ll understand when you ask

Helmut was instantly filled with

are too arrogant!” Helmut’s palm erupted with power, striking down toward Jared with a

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

off by the terrifying aura of

toward Helmut. No one knew why Helmut had

Enraged, Igor erupted in a flash, radiating a thousand beams

roar, a palm strike was unleashed, sending a surge of energy rushing forth like a torrential river, unstoppable in its momentum. That overwhelming strike was aimed at Helmut, and soon after, it collided with Helmut’s

were instantly shattered. Igor’s gaze was icy cold as he reached out to grab

began to tremble as a palm print large enough to eclipse the sun materialized, reaching

the sake of Jared. Although the two

the situation, Helmut also swiftly launched a series of palm