Chapter 5453

Before long, their figures melted into the wavering heat of the plain. Behind them, Celestia City remained-one vast shadow where banners of Demonic Cultivators snapped and stray combatants still clashed among toppled spires.

Deep inside the royal palace, Jared stood alone. Dragonslayer Sword gleamed in his grip, each sweeping arc wide enough to shear pillars. The blade’s original tyranny now mingled with a new, sinister elegance born of demon blood.

Every strike cracked the marble floors and split the air itself. One heartbeat, the sword churned like a hurricane, the next it vanished, reappearing from an impossible angle that denied any defense.

Across the shattered hall, Soul Devourer answered, wreathed in living midnight. From his sleeves poured countless threads-black filaments that hissed and writhed like serpents eager for warm flesh.

Each thread carried a brutal pull, dragging at Jared’s very essence, as though eager to suck his soul out through his sternum and leave the shell to crumble.

“Soul Devouring Thread!” Jared spat, eyes narrowing. A flicker of unease crossed his gaze. “So you’ve cultivated that foul art to this level?”

Soul Devouring Thread was Soul Devourer’s famed ultimate skill. It could directly attack his opponent’s soul. The skill was utterly wicked and ruthless.