With a single slash, a blood-red thunderbolt swept across the sky, instantly turning a Celestial Palace cultivator into charred remains!

The other samurai was brandishing a long, white blade, transforming ethereal blue flames into a massive dragon that devoured one of the Celestial Palace cultivators.

“W-What… What kind of monster is this?” Braxton exclaimed in horror.

The people brought by the envoy were highly skilled, far surpassing those from Celestial Palace’s Eighth Hall. But now, they were completely defenseless against the two samurai that Jared had suddenly produced.

The expression on the envoy’s face drastically changed. “Ancient battle puppets? Impossible! How could you possibly control them?!”

Jared didn’t respond at all. Like a bolt of lightning, headed straight for the envoy.

“Do you have a death wish?!” the envoy bellowed In rage while launching his bone whip toward Jared.