Chapter 5529

“Flowing Cloud Sword Art, Second Form-Soaring Dragon!” Jared’s shout cut through the echo of the last impact.

Dragonslayer blurred, lengthening into a blazing serpent of steel. The spectral dragon surged forward, its passage igniting the very air, leaving a trail of white-hot flares.

Cormac’s jaw clenched. Both hands flew, weaving a rapid lattice of sigils until a towering celestial mountain answered his call. Rainbow light rolled off its cliffs as the mountain hurtled toward the incoming dragon.

A phantom dragon, forged of Jared’s will, rammed the hovering summit. Stone met scale with a crack like the sky splitting. Shockwaves rolled outward, rattling the grand hall. Marble slabs shattered, spider-web fissures streaking across the floor in every direction.

Cormac staggered beneath the force; blood sprayed across his lips as he was driven several paces back.

Even Jared rocked on his heels, Dragonslayer quivering, yet the blow left only a tremor in his frame.

Cormac scraped the crimson from the corner of his mouth. Madness burned behind his eyes; defeat was not an option he allowed himself to imagine. “Impressive swordplay, I’ll grant you,” he hissed, “but this day still won’t end with you on top!”