“Hey, kid, what did you just do?” Milton asked Jared, confused.
Jared smirked, his expression dripping with disdain. “Nothing. You’re just so slow, I’m about to fall asleep.”
Milton’s face twisted in fury. With a roar, he charged at Jared once more. This time, his body tore through the void, appearing before Jared in the blink of an eye. But as he prepared to land a devastating punch, an unusual surge of power swept over him, pulling at his very being. The strange force wrapped around his body, slowing his movements to a crawl, leaving him momentarily suspended in time.
Wide-eyed, Milton watched as Jared, with a mocking grin on his face, deliberately sidestepped him, effortlessly slipping past his reach.
“D*mn it! This is impossible!”
Milton was seething with rage. Without a moment’s hesitation, he turned and unleashed another punch. In that instant, figures began to materialize around him, and to Jared’s astonishment, Milton seemed to multiply, creating countless replicas that surrounded him from all sides. No matter where Jared tried to maneuver, it felt as though Milton’s fists were always within striking distance.
Jared wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. The strange power within him surged once more, and instead of retreating, he pushed forward. In a breathtaking move, he brushed past Milton yet again.
Amid the countless figures, Jared’s sharp eyes quickly pinpointed a flaw, and with surprising ease, he evaded Milton’s attack. Though he managed to dodge, Jared’s complexion grew pale.
What he had just used was the Time Nascence, a powerful ability that allowed him to manipulate time within a specific range. However, the strain it placed on him was immense, leaving Jared physically drained and unable to use it again in quick succession.
“Milton, this young man has mastered the Time Nascence-be cautious!” Cayan shouted, his voice laced with urgency as he warned Milton.
“The Time Nascence?” Milton’s expression shifted to one of disbelief as he stared at Jared. “You… how is it possible for someone like you, a mere Seventh Level Tribulator, to control the Time Nascence? This is… unimaginable!”
Milton’s mind struggled to process the situation. A junior cultivator, barely at the Tribulation level, was wielding the Time Nascence-a power that even many Ultimate Realm cultivators couldn’t control. It was beyond comprehension.
Jared had just used the time nascence not once, but three times in quick succession-an act that seemed almost impossible. It was beyond belief.
“There are many things that defy comprehension,” Jared said, his voice laced with feigned nonchalance. “And I still have plenty of tricks up my sleeve. Otherwise, you’d already be dead.”
In reality, Jared was only trying to intimidate Milton. At that moment, he was completely unable to use the time nascence again, but he hoped that by projecting confidence, he could force Milton to hesitate. Even if he couldn’t scare him off entirely, the fear he might instill could give Jared a psychological edge in the coming confrontation.
“Hmph, who do you think you’re fooling?” Milton sneered. “Even if you have the Time Nascence, if I decide to kill you, it would be as easy as catching a fly!”
Milton wasn’t even slightly intimidated. In an instant, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished from sight.
Seeing this, Jared discarded any lingering illusions. He immediately summoned his sword, feeling the flickering draconic essence pulse within him. A surge of golden light erupted behind him, and slowly, a golden dragon began to materialize. With a swift motion, Jared unleashed his sword, its radiance cutting through the air, while the golden dragon coiled around it, letting out a series of powerful, resonant roars that filled the space.
Even the Cyanna Draconic Essence surrounding Jared glowed with a deep crimson hue. Above his head, an illusory shadow of the Azure Dragon circled, adding to the intensity of his presence. The sight left Gatlin and his companions utterly dumbfounded.
“What’s going on? How could this kid possibly radiate the aura of two different Draconian clans?”
“D*mn it, even if he has a Draconian bloodline, there’s no way he should be able to manifest two types of draconic energy!”
Gatlin and Cayan exchanged looks of utter disbelief, their faces filled with shock.
“Don’t tell me he’s the product of a union between a Golden Dragon and an Azure Dragon!” Ruth exclaimed in surprise.
No sooner had Ruth spoken than the others looked at him as though he were a fool.
Feeling their piercing gazes, Ruth immediately flushed with embarrassment, lowering his head in shame.
“If you’re not going to use your brain, you might as well donate it,” Gatlin scolded, his tone dripping with disdain. “How could you say something so ignorant?”
