“Hmph, a mere Seventh Level Tribulator dares to challenge me. We’ll see about that,” Zayan scoffed upon seeing Montane Daemon.
With a thunderous roar, Montane Daemon unleashed waves of sound that formed tides, like a surging river, rushing toward Zayan with an unstoppable force.
Horrified by the attack, Zayan struck out with his palm. The blast collided with the sound wave head-on but shattered instantly, completely overwhelmed.
Zayan was dumbfounded at the sight. While Zayan was momentarily stunned, Montane Daemon launched a claw attack across the space. The entire area shook incessantly as a massive claw print hurtled toward Zayan.
Zayan’s pupils rapidly contracted as he continuously retreated backward. At the same time, he did not stop unleashing waves of spiritual energy that shook the void, barely managing to block the claw strike from Montane Daemon.
At that point, Zayan was already panting heavily, drenched in sweat, his eyes filled with disbelief.
“No, this… How is this possible? You’re just a Seventh Level Tribulator. How can you possess such terrifying power?”
Zayan wore an expression of disbelief across his face.
“As expected of someone who has overcome the demonic tribulation cloud, not only is Mr. Daemon invincible among his peers, but he can even fight those beyond his level!” Igor exclaimed, his eyes filled with admiration despite his injured body.
“Demonic tribulation cloud? Was it you who overcame the demonic tribulation cloud?”
Zayan was taken aback. He had always thought it was Jared who had overcome the demonic tribulation cloud.
“Now you know, but I’m afraid it might be too late.”
Montane Daemon gave a cold laugh, then emitted a terrifying aura once again.
Zayan furrowed his brows, exerting all his strength to resist.
However, a surge of aura sent Zayan flying and crashing heavily into the ground dozens of meters below.
Zayan crawled out from the crater, his eyes filled with terror, and blood streaming from the corner of his mouth.
“Disrespect towards Mr. Chance will only lead you to death!” Montane Daemon shouted coldly.
“I’m an elder of the Demon Seal Alliance! How dare a mere Demonic Cultivator like you oppose us? Our leader will never spare you,” Zayan vowed through gritted teeth.
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