Clang!
Seraph blocked with his spear, but he was still pushed back by several meters.
Skidding to a stop, he looked up and smiled at the old man that had attacked him.
"An elder? Hm, that's more expensive than I thought."
He knew someone was hiding, but couldn't find them. That was why he had resorted to mass killing to draw their attention.
Finally, the hidden Inferno Sect elder had appeared to confront him.
"Brat, you're merely a Core Master Stage Cultivator. Just like you killed those lower than you, I'll do the same."
Seraph smiled, confirming that the man was a Peak Master Stage cultivator.
'Definitely not a problem.'
He rolled his shoulders and got ready to fight.
"Good. It's good to die in battle."
The man laughed and lunged at Seraph, unleashing his spiritual pressure. It was heavy and suffocating, but didn't even make Seraph flinch.
Having stepped into the King Stage before, he was completely unfazed by the spiritual pressure of a Master Stage cultivator.
