“You've got some nerve, daring to lay a hand on me in this place?”
With a fierce glare, the elder's aura erupted in an instant.
Jared stared at the elderly man before him. He was not afraid of his opponent being an Immortal Realm Level Three cultivator, but to truly stand out, he needed to slay with a single stroke of his sword. This was something Jared had yet to accomplish.
“Old man, I was merely testing you just now. If I wanted to kill you, a single sword strike would suffice!”
Jared gave a cold smile.
Meanwhile, Jared was engaged in a conversation within his mind with Vermilion Demon Lord. He asked, “Mr. Vermilion, if you were to take control of my body, would you be able to strike down this old man before us with a single sword blow?”
“What's this? Do you remember me now? How long has it been since you let me catch a breath?”
Vermilion Demon Lord glanced at Jared with clear dissatisfaction. “Even if I can do that, I won't help you...”
“Mr. Vermilion, I'll hand this show-off task to you, so you can bask in the praise and attention of everyone. If you're unwilling, then forget it. Although I can't take him down with a single stroke, I'm sure that a few more would definitely do the trick,” Jared teased.
“No, no, no. I was just joking around. Trust me with your body, okay? This old fellow here, I'll reduce him to nothing!”
Vermilion Demon Lord hurriedly grabbed hold of Jared.
“Don't push me too far. If my body gives out from all this, you won't have it easy either!”
Jared was terrified that he wouldn't be able to withstand the torment once Vermilion Demon Lord was done using his physical body.
“Don't worry. I know my limits!” declared Vermilion Demon Lord.
Jared nodded, then immediately retreated his consciousness, allowing Vermilion Demon Lord to take control of his physical body.
After taking a look around, Vermilion Demon Lord stretched his arms and legs, looking utterly content!
“Brat, you've got quite the nerve, thinking you can defeat me with a single sword strike? Let me tell you this. Even if I were to stand still and if you were to use your sword—”
Swoosh!
Before the elder could finish his words, Jared had already swung his sword.
This sword strike carried no discernible aura. One couldn't even see the sword energy.
It was as if Jared had casually swung his sword at the air.
As everyone was left puzzled, wondering why Jared's sword had no power, they saw the old man's eyes widen in disbelief, looking at his own body in astonishment.
In an instant, the elder's body shattered, truly transforming into a mound of flesh.
“D*mn!”
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