Meanwhile, Ararat and Crimson Ghost clashed with such speed and ferocity that their movements blurred into streaks of light and shadow. Each collision of their power sent violent shockwaves rippling through the battlefield, distorting the very air around them.

Cultivators watching from a distance wore grim expressions, sensing the sheer devastation brewing. It felt as if the Land of Finale itself teetered on the brink of collapse.

“Ararat, let me assist you!” Kishor stepped forward.

“Your opponent is me!” From the dense dark mist surrounding Stefan, an elder clad in a black robe emerged. His face was an unsettling shade of red, almost purple-reminiscent of a monkey’s backside.

“D*mn, not another one!” Jared muttered, his brows furrowing in frustration.

Kishor glanced at the ruddy-faced figure, frowning. “You monkey-faced fool, you think you can challenge me?”

Ruddy Ghost blinked in surprise, his eyes widening as processed Kishor’s words. “Do you know me?”

“No!” Kishor shook his head.

Ruddy Ghost scratched his head in confusion. “How could you know my name if you don’t know me?”

your name? Let me

solemnly. “Indeed,

but meat for my fists. Let’s finish this, I still have Ararat

Land of Finale grew increasingly unstable,

settled on Jared, his expression dripping with disdain, a faint smirk curling at the corners of

seems there’s one missing…” Corrado slowly approached Jared, his eyes flickering with a certain seriousness as

Ghosts of Hell Mountain?” Jared asked, his voice tinged

The Four Ghosts of Hell Mountain are four Demonic Cultivators who dwell within. They belong to the same sect, notorious for their savagery. I never imagined they would end up under the banner of Four Hell Palace

Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain, the Four Ghosts of Hell Mountain… It seems Four Hell Palace has recruited quite a collection of formidable individuals. No wonder this brat, despite his

that fully grasped the true strength

into your own hands?” Seeing Corrado standing next to Jared, Stefan let out

allow anyone to threaten Mr. Chance, not even Four

I’ll grant your wish,” Stefan nodded with a

the swirling black mist beside Stefan, another

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