The fiend soul's power was too impressive!

Grunt scrambled as he welcomed Skylar's palm with his golden rifle. He had exhausted his energy and soul after days of fighting. He had no choice but to summon all his power to defend against Skylar's strike.

Skylar's palm landed heavily on the golden rifle. Grunt felt a blood-curdling wave of energy wash over him. He grunted as he was pushed back half a kilometer away by the impact.

F*ck!

Grunt steadied his stance, glaring at Skylar as fury roared through his mind.

If it were not for the battle over the past few days that rendered him drained, he would not have been out of his depth in the first half of the fight.

However, Skylar Blanc was incredibly capable.

Skylar ascended mid-air as he praised Grunt arrogantly. "As deserved of the so-called Godly Region's special envoy, capable of fending my fiend soul power!"

Skylar raised his right hand steadily, and a long, blood-red saber materialized in front of him.

The long saber was three