The middle-aged man gave Dalton a cold glance before snorting. An indescribable aura quietly emerged, causing Dalton to collapse to his knees.
“You ignorant child, how dare you speak to me in such a manner? In the past, you would have been reduced to a pool of blood by now,” the middle-aged man scoffed.
Igor’s face instantly turned grim as he witnessed the situation. His body shuddered slightly, and a surge of energy rose within him as he confronted the middle-aged man.
“This is Blood Spirit Valley, not a place for you to behave with impunity. If you’re looking for someone, speak respectfully. If you wish to fight, I’m ready to oblige!”
Igor spoke with a cold expression, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The middle-aged man looked at Igor, who was brimming with murderous intent, yet he showed no fear. Instead, a faint smile played on his lips. “Indeed, while the cat’s away, the mice will play…”
After finishing his statement, the aura around the middle-aged man surged dramatically, sending Igor flying backward!
“Insolence…”
Upon witnessing the situation, Montane Daemon launched his palm at the middle-aged man!
He felt that the man was too arrogant, and he was certain that he needed to teach him a lesson.
In response to Montane Daemon’s strike, the middle-aged man casually countered with a punch.
A flash of white light streaked across the sky, its immense aura akin to a cannonball, fiercely colliding with Montane Daemon’s palm strike.
Montane Daemon was unexpectedly sent flying backward, backpedaling dozens of steps before finally managing to steady himself.
“Not bad at all. Despite being a new Seventh Level Tribulator, you have encountered the demonic tribulation cloud and even managed to withstand it.”
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