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!”

akin to the venomous gas given out by a swamp. He stared coldly at Derek and said, “I hate it the most when others try to threaten me

floating in the air released a black light once again. The black light was like a beast opening its mouth, wanting to devour everything

or perhaps it was because of the contempt in Jack’s words, but Derek pulled out the

hand, runes flowed between his fingers. His long sword began making clicking noises like a skeleton that had

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

skulls revolved around Derek’s

to fight to

Each of these tiny skulls encased a resentful spirit struggling in hell. These resentful spirits filled everyone’s eardrums

“He’s using resentful spirits

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