No 1 Supreme Warrior

With a wave of Jack’s hand, the 75 Soul Swords shot into Jack’s gray sword. Jack used an upper ultimate god level technique and was already at the third stage!

Jack was barely fazed, even if it was a chosen disciple standing in front of him. So what if Philip could be a chosen disciple?

Everyone in this world had been restricted to the late stage of the innate level. They were fighting with the strength of their techniques, and in terms of technique, Jack had never lost before!

Philip was, of course, already at full strength after witnessing Jack’s skills. The spatial shards violently spun around him as he controlled them. The shards disturbed the air around them, turning into a tornado with Philip at the center.

“Die!” roared Philip as he leaped and rushed toward Jack.

so dangerous, it was like they could destroy anything in the world. The violent wind stirred the sand on the ground, but the moment the

repeated Philip, screaming as though he was a

rid of the thoughts he had before. Raising his sword in his right hand, he swung the sharp end toward Philip. Destroying the Void turned into about a meter-long ray as it slashed right at Philip’s Spatial Distortion. The black-colored aura clashed with the spatial shards, and terrifyingly loud

stopped mid-fight just to witness what was happening. The spatial shards that reflected the sunlight clashed

destroy

that the

“What?!” snapped Philip.

had been so proud

he? Why

did not have the chance to ponder on the questions for too long as the pitch-black sword aura had been so quick that

through Philip’s clothes and pierced his chest, and at that very moment, a searing pain overtook him as he felt his soul being ripped apart. He had never felt such pain in his entire life. It was

cry of agony pierced the