Boom!

With a deafening boom, the fist crashed down, obliterating the soldiers beneath it in an instant. The earth split open, leaving behind a crater over a hundred meters deep. Not a single corpse remained.

Those men had been vaporized, erased before they could even react. The sheer force of the blow was overwhelming.

Even Madman and Eason, having just finished off the remaining enemies, stood frozen for a moment, stunned by the sheer devastation Jared had unleashed.

Thorley’s eyes were stretched wide, his gaze hollow, completely void of the arrogance once held. Before such overwhelming power, the pride of a so-called celestial had crumbled into dust.

Jared hadn’t moved a step. With a single, effortless punch, more than a dozen soldiers had vanished. Not even their bodies remained.

Is this really the power of someone who’s just stepped into the Wandering Immortal Realm?