At dawn on the third day, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the heavy black smoke and spilled across the sky.

Jared and the Tribunal Venerable still stood facing each other in the void.

Both were covered in wounds, and both of their auras had weakened to nearly nothing.

Even the air around them felt strangely heavy. Aside from their ragged breathing, the only sound left was the occasional faint clash of metal.

“Jared, you… what kind of monster are you?”

The Tribunal Venerable’s voice trembled.

He had never imagined that a Top Level High Immortal Realm Level Nine cultivator could push him this far.