A Man Like None Other

Chapter 4850

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?”

an eyebrow. “What’s your name?

Ghost nodded solemnly. “Indeed,

Let’s finish this, I still have Ararat to help!” With that, Kishor

of Finale grew increasingly unstable, with battles erupting in every

on Jared, his expression dripping with disdain, a

Jared, his eyes flickering with a certain seriousness as spoke, casting a

are the Four Ghosts of Hell Mountain?” Jared asked,

Four Ghosts of Hell Mountain are four Demonic Cultivators who dwell within.

Mountain… It seems Four Hell Palace has recruited quite a collection of formidable individuals. No wonder this brat, despite his youth, holds such impressive confidence. He

then that fully grasped the true

hands?” Seeing Corrado standing next to Jared,

Mr. Chance,

grant your wish,” Stefan nodded with

black mist beside Stefan, another

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