No 1 Supreme Warrior

Derek’s face turned pale when he saw the dagger returning back to Jack’s hand. He took a step back and the sword in his hand quivered, not from the infusion of true energy, but from fright. His two brothers, who were less powerful than him, were even more frightened than him that they hid behind him, treating him as a shield.

Their previous cockiness was now replaced by fear and caution. They were looking at Jack as if he was a devil who had climbed out from the deepest depth of hell and could rip off all their heads in an instant.

Derek swallowed and the sword in his hand quivered even more violently that the tip gave off a low hum.” I warn you, it’s true individually we’re not as strong a s you, but you won’t be our match if the three of us work together!”

mid-air again. Its blacklight transformed into a swirling light gray mist akin to the venomous gas given out by a swamp. He stared coldly at Derek and said, “I hate it the most when others

black dagger floating in the air released a black light once again. The black light was like a beast opening

pushed to the extreme, or perhaps it was because of the contempt in Jack’s words, but Derek pulled out the last of his courage and shouted between gritted

hand, runes flowed between his fingers. His long sword began making clicking noises like a skeleton that had suddenly come back to life and was struggling to

grunt, and thumb-sized skulls appeared on the long sword. These skulls released a bright white light, and their big mouths gave out

fifty. These fifty or so tiny skulls revolved around Derek’s longsword and a closer look made him realize that the skulls were ignited with tiny white

to fight to

of these tiny skulls encased a resentful spirit struggling in

“He’s using resentful spirits

Derek had conjured up obviously contained a lot of power from the resentful spirits. It seemed that to cultivate this skill required killing the cultivator and