Chapter 6085

“Ghost Clan Escape Art! After him!”

A Level Nine elder’s command ripped through the air as he lunged forward.

Jared stepped directly into his path, sword leveled.

“Your opponent is me.”

The Dragonslayer Sword hovered steady in his grip. More than fifty celestials faced him, eyes burning with fury.

His stance didn’t waver.

Lucian let out a laugh that held no trace of humor. “Jared, arrogance won’t save you. You think we can’t break you?”