The three of them backed away.

After the shadow manifested, they could see it was a man dressed in a black robe.

He was expressionless, and his eyes emitted a faint red glow.

He stared at the group blankly.

James had goosebumps just from his gaze.

“What the hell is that? It’s so strange.” James took another step backward and stared at the man warily.

Latrusse noticed something and said, “It doesn’t have a body under the black robe.” “It’s a fragmented soul,” Lemuel continued his sentence.

At that moment, the shadowy figure suddenly attacked.

Latrusse and Lemuel quickly sprung into action to block his attack.

However, they were blasted away upon impact and slammed into the stone wall behind them.

The wall was destroyed and formed a pile of rubble.

They climbed out in disheveled states and spat out blood.

both of them with just one

motionless in

a word, he stared at the uninvited guests before

each

immediately performed the Feimsurge Art,

bloodline power,

had entered the

a powerhouse at the Holy Celestial Rank’s late stage with his current

strength, Lemuel charged at

raised his

powerful force rippled through the void and caused cracks to

spread but was quickly repaired by

Lemuel felt his arm go

permeated his body,

a few steps backward to stabilize

suddenly disappeared, seemingly

twisted in

you alright?” James

shook his head, and said, “ It’s nothing

was

used the Feimsurge Art and

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