A Man Like None Other Chapter 5826 Extremely Overconfident
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- A powerful display of skill takes center stage.
- The battle reaches an inevitable and swift conclusion.
- A significant adversary meets their ultimate fate.
A desperate final stand. Overwhelming power displayed. An inevitable conclusion.
“NO !!!”
An unprecedented shadow of death enveloped his heart, and the old man with ghostly bones let out a sharp and shrill howl!
He no longer cared about the demeanor of a senior or the dignity of a demon master, and gave up his life’s cultivation without hesitation!
The white bone staff in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into a pale bone shield formed from countless wailing skulls, which blocked his path!
At the same time, a burst of powerful magical flames erupted from his body, forming layers upon layers of protective barriers. Furthermore, twisted ash-black chains filled with curses and laws of death emerged from the void, coiling around the sword aura in an attempt to obstruct and weaken it!
However, everything was in vain.
The chaotic sword aura seemed like divine punishment, destiny, and an inevitable end.
The skull shield turned to dust soundlessly upon contact.
The ghostly flames disappeared instantly, like ice and snow meeting the hot sun.
The chains of death, before even approaching, were shattered bit by bit by the aura emanating from the sword energy.
That sword energy, at a constant speed, merciless, yet extremely fast, penetrated layer after layer of defense, and gently touched the center of the old man’s eyebrows in the reflection of his infinitely magnified pupils, filled with extreme fear and despair.
“puff.”
Soft voice.
Time seemed to stop at that moment.
The old man’s entire movement, breath, and struggle froze.
He stood there blankly, maintaining his final defensive stance, his eerie green eyes like fire quickly dimming and extinguishing.
A small hole appeared between his eyebrows, but no blood came out.
A moment later, centered on the hole, fine and chaotic cracks spread rapidly throughout his body like spider webs.
“Snap Splash”
It was like the breaking of exquisite porcelain.
The bent old man’s body, along with his black robe and the tattered fragments of his white bone staff, turned into countless tiny specks of dust, shimmering with chaotic light, which fell slowly and drifted away in the wind.