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Chapter 1285: You all... deserve to die!

Chapter 1285: Chapter 1285: You all... deserve to die!

To Carson Flores’ knowledge, in the Barbaric Wilderness Realm, beyond the Great Perfection of Hollow Void or the Great Demon Great Perfection Realm, aside from the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, there were only Immortal Slaves or Great Witches.

These two people’s states seemed very strange, yet their manner of fighting made it clear they weren’t Great Witches, for they didn’t partake in the practice of summoning deities to possess them.

Immortal Slaves?

The Immortal Slaves Carson Flores had seen were all like normal people, indistinguishable from Cultivators. These two, however, clearly appeared abnormal.

The light in their eyes was missing the vitality normal people should possess, they looked like soulless corpses.

Who was behind them?

The Demon Race?

Some mysterious force?

Carson Flores fixed his gaze on Tyson Tate, who was standing in the distance. All the answers lay with this fellow.

Tyson Tate watched the battle in the sky, his face starting to turn ugly.

He never expected that the four people accompanying Carson Flores were actually Immortal Slaves. If he had known this earlier, he definitely wouldn’t have chosen this method. Instead, he would have set a trap right from the start to ambush Carson Flores and capture him outright.

He had originally thought that once he had lured the man into Rajevols and had someone shut down the Barrier, cutting off their escape, he could play with the opponents like a cat with mice before easily killing them.

One misstep and the whole game could be lost!

His gaze traversed the battlefield and settled on Carson Flores’ face.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and then, both understood the message in each other’s eyes.

Capture the leader first!

Carson Flores: Just capture Tyson Tate, and all truths will naturally come to light!

Tyson Tate: Just capture Carson Flores, threaten those four Immortal Slaves, and they will surely no longer dare to make a move!

Tyson Tate summoned his Flying Sword, coldly stating, "You killed my disciple, today I will personally take your life!"

Carson Flores couldn’t be bothered to respond. He stepped forward, and the patterns beneath his feet flashed brilliantly as he instantly vanished from the spot.

Now that Carson Flores had reached the Hollow Void, his mastery over the Ground Shrinking Technique had improved by leaps and bounds. Not only could he perform it faster and teleport much further, but the control was also more effortless, taking him wherever he wished within the teleportation distance.

In an instant, Carson Flores appeared right in front of Tyson Tate, and the Emperor Seal flew out directly towards him.

The attacks of the Emperor Seal weren’t many, simply smashing and shaking; the former damaged the physical strength, the latter the intangible, targeting the physical form of Cultivators or Great Demons for the former, and attacking the Primordial Spirit for the latter, with extraordinary might.

Few moves were no issue, as long as the power was sufficient!

The Emperor Seal took off into the air, carrying with it the sound of wind and thunder as it smashed towards Tyson Tate.

Tyson Tate saw this, and immediately felt numb.

How could my Flying Sword compete with your massive Emperor Seal?

Tyson Tate’s thoughts raced, the Flying Sword struck towards Carson Flores as he swiftly dodged.

You have size and lethal force, impressive, I can’t provoke you, so I’ll just dodge, right?

As long as your smash doesn’t hit me, and my Flying Sword can stab you, wouldn’t that be enough?

After all, you are only at the Divinity Transformation Stage, one sword strike from me should end you!

In Tyson Tate’s belief, Carson Flores was still at Nascent Soul Strength, and even after some time, he was at most possessing Divine Transformation Strength!

I am at Great Perfection of Hollow Void!

You actually dare to initiate an attack on me, that is truly courting death!

The Flying Sword shot towards Carson Flores, glowing brilliantly.

Carson Flores didn’t even dodge, allowing the Flying Sword to thrust down.

A trace of joy flashed in Tyson Tate’s eyes. Even if you are the Human Emperor, without Immortal Slaves by your side, with the Emperor Seal in the air, what can you use to defend against me?

"Ding!"

The Xuanwu Light and Shadow enveloped Carson Flores, the Barrier blocking Tyson Tate’s Flying Sword.

This mightily powerful sword strike couldn’t even break the Barrier!

After Carson Flores’ strength breakthrough, the might of his Sword Qi greatly surged, and so did the protective power of the Barrier released by the Xuanwu pendant.

Though Carson Flores was not yet at the Mid-Stage of the Void Phase, his Combat Power was in no way inferior to Tyson Tate’s!

A sense of dread flickered in Tyson Tate’s heart, eyes flashing with panic.

Can’t break through the defense!

What’s the point in fighting then!

It’s not just about the Emperor Seal; even if you just sit there and let me hit you, I still can’t do anything!

How terrifying is this young man’s strength!

Even a powerful Protection Talisman needs a colossal amount of Spiritual Energy to sustain, and it wasn’t something any lowly third-rate cultivator could take advantage of to outclass a superior opponent just by having a good magical treasure.

Tyson Tate turned to flee, shouting aloud at the same time, "Today it’s either he dies or we die, everybody out, let’s get him together!"

Following Tyson Tate’s shout, beams of light surged from many mountain peaks around, all encircling towards Carson Flores.

Strongmen of the Rajevols Sect.

These strongmen were at least of Divine Transformation Strength, many even Hollow Void Practitioners, numbering well over a hundred!

Tyson Tate dodged a strike from the Emperor Seal, turned his head back with a sinister laugh: "Even if you’re incredibly gifted, you’re still just one person; let’s see how many you can fight!"

Carson Flores’ gaze swept over the many strong figures encircling him, his aura skyrocketing crazily, and he seemed like a Demon God suspended between Heaven and Earth.

"Since you chose to support Tyson Tate, it’s clear you all took part in the rebellion. Thus, all of you... must die!"

Carson Flores’ aura enveloped Tyson Tate, who inexplicably began to feel a tinge of panic rising within.

Just how strong was he now?