Chapter 5230

“Serve you?” Jared snorted, lifting the Dragonslayer Sword so the moonlight shivered along its edge. “I wouldn’t accept you as my errand boy. You’re only at the fifth tier of Earthly immortal Realm, hardly worth mentioning.”

His words were no idle boast. Back on the Celestial Stairway had pulled Kishor, Ararat, Zevon, Sidney, and others from the jaws of death, and every one of them had promised centuries of service in return. Ursan’s grin twisted into a snarl.

“Big mouth,” growled. “Let’s see if your spine is as strong as your tongue…”

He blurred forward. A fist the size of a boulder whistled through the air, trailing a wake that shredded the night.

Level-Five pressure slammed down like a falling mountain, squeezing the breath from Jared’s lungs. Jared raised his blade across his chest and braced for impact.

Clang! Steel met flesh with a deafening crash. Shockwaves rippled over the ridge; dust whirled into smoky spirals.

Jared’s arms went numb, boots skidding backward across cracked stone. Blood jeweled the corner of his lips.