A Man Like None Other

The middle-aged man gave Dalton a cold glance before snorting. An indescribable aura quietly emerged, causing Dalton to collapse to his knees.

“You ignorant child, how dare you speak to me in such a manner? In the past, you would have been reduced to a pool of blood by now,” the middle-aged man scoffed.

Igor’s face instantly turned grim as he witnessed the situation. His body shuddered slightly, and a surge of energy rose within him as he confronted the middle-aged man.

“This is Blood Spirit Valley, not a place for you to behave with impunity. If you’re looking for someone, speak respectfully. If you wish to fight, I’m ready to oblige!”

Igor spoke with a cold expression, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The middle-aged man looked at Igor, who was brimming with murderous intent, yet he showed no fear. Instead, a faint smile played on his lips. “Indeed, while the cat’s away, the mice will play…”

After finishing his statement, the aura around the middle-aged man surged dramatically, sending Igor flying backward!

“Insolence…”

Upon witnessing the situation, Montane Daemon launched his palm at the middle-aged man!

He felt that the man was too arrogant, and he was certain that he needed to teach him a lesson.

Daemon’s strike, the middle-aged

flash of white light streaked across the sky, its immense aura akin to a cannonball, fiercely colliding

backpedaling dozens

at all. Despite being a new Seventh Level Tribulator, you have encountered the demonic tribulation cloud and even managed to

with a hint of admiration as he spoke. Montane Daemon was utterly shocked, his mouth agape as he

aura of the beast race and was clearly a member of the beast race. Thus, they were surprised to see him wield the Sacred

must know that even Montane Daemon didn’t know the Sacred Light Fist. The technique was a unique skill belonging to Whalreth, who would never casually teach it

was when Jared used it. Could it

the Sacred Light Fist. All you need to do

for him urgently, you

Daemon stepped forward, his

this middle-aged man learned the Sacred Light Fist, the fact that

there was a connection, Montane Daemon had to be polite and respectful. He was well aware of the status

Montane Daemon’s respectful demeanor and accepting that Jared was not in Blood Spirit Valley, the middle-aged man nodded and said, “Alright, I will wait

into the Blood Spirit Valley. As he passed by Dalton, Dalton carefully scrutinized him. Then, his eyes widened in realization, “Oh,

hearing Dalton’s words, both Montane Daemon and Igor turned