Boom!
With a deafening rumble, Jared struck again, and a huge gulf appeared beside Sean. Clouds of dust rose, obscuring Sean within.
Jared landed on the ground slowly.
Sweat trickled down his forehead and dropped to the ground before evaporating.
The last strike had used up Jared's spiritual energy, so much so that he could no longer swing his blade.
Slowly, the dust settled and revealed
Sean's figure. He was still alive, as Jared didn't take his life.
Despite having survived the ordeal, Sean was wounded by the powerful arcs. His clothes were tattered, just like Jared's.
“A-Aren't you going to kill me?”
Sean stared at Jared in shock. The latter's strike was capable enough to shatter him into pieces, let alone kill him.
However, Jared had spared his life, as the arcs had only struck the land around him. Nevertheless, he was badly wounded. His bones felt like they had been crushed. Despite summoning all his energy, he could barely stand on his feet.
“I'm not going to kill you, so you can scram. If you want to take revenge on me, you're welcome to do so anytime. But you won't survive our next fight,” Jared answered frostily.
Sean looked at Jared for a long while before turning to leave. He got into a car and floored the accelerator.
Jared watched as the car speed away and panted heavily.
“If I hadn't started cultivating, I would've met my doom today,” he muttered at the sight of his exposed skin.
“Even if the four of them weren’t puppets, you would've still met your doom despite your cultivation.”
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