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The heavy, overbearing bronze war spear pierced through the void, as if it had teleported instantly above Jack Clark’s head, smashing down with the force of a mountainous tsunami.

Because the power was too terrifying, the space around the bronze war spear was distorting.

Boom! A golden light-encircled halberd parried horizontally.

In an instant, the ground beneath Jack Clark and the Dark Angel shattered, with waves of energy rolling out, and a powerful surge of black and golden shockwaves burst in the air, scattering the dark mist that covered half of the sky.

In comparison to the eight-meter-tall Dark Angel, the ten-meter-long and significantly thicker Bronze War Spear made the less than two-meter-tall Jack Clark look like a three-year-old child in its presence.

But at this moment, with a war halberd in hand, Jack Clark stood tall and unshakable like a mountain.

“Roar! Human, die,”

With a persistent roar filled with murderous intent, the Dark Angel’s body erupted with black light, almost rendering the heavens and earth behind it black, as its aura increased several folds.

In an instant, mysterious black runes on the war spear flashed, and the transmitted power surged by more than tenfold.

Boom! Under the eruption of terrifying power, huge cracks spread out from beneath Jack’s feet, and soon after, half the mountaintop collapsed under this force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Amidst the sky filled with falling boulders, two figures, one gold and one black, collided at supersonic speeds, fighting, their destructive impacts pulverizing all the surrounding rubble.

A burst of destructive power soared in midair, and the explosive force sent the two figures flying apart.

Thump!

Jack Clark descended from the sky, the heavy battle boots smashing the ground to create a deep crater of several meters in diameter; then, with a solemn expression, he looked towards the dark figure hundreds of meters away.

The aura of this void creature was at the early phase of the Eighth Layer, yet the horrifying power displayed during the dozens of exchanges, as well as its almost instinctual combat skills, were incredibly powerful.

All of a sudden, Jack’s blood boiled, for it had been a long time since he had encountered an opponent worthy of a fight.

Just then, behind the Dark Angel, two pairs of broken wings unfolded, revealing four huge eyeballs. Soon after, the eyeballs lit up, and four beams of black light shot out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The beams, emanating a destructive aura, crisscrossed along the mountainside, chasing the golden radiance, and wherever they passed, the ground exploded, digging out huge canyons.

Suddenly, a 40-meter-long Golden War Halberd emerged from thin air, vaguely sealing inside it a Blood Sea Hell, generating rings of white waves as it appeared before the Dark Angel.

In a flash, blinding golden light erupted, and a hundred-meter diameter golden light sphere on the mountainside rapidly expanded, rising slowly followed by a violent explosion.

For a moment, the heavens shook and the earth quaked as the entire mountainside trembled under the strike of the Infernal Purgatory, with a raging wind howling and billowing waves of energy rushing out hundreds of meters.

Roar! From the center of the explosion, a mangled figure shot out, which was the Dark Angel.

Under Jack Clark’s full-force strike with the Infernal Purgatory in his normal state, the Dark Angel’s battle armor was even more damaged, and the eyes on the back of its wings were shattered.

But at this moment, the aura of this Dark Angel became even more violent, and an endless surge of Black Power erupted behind it, forming a gigantic dark phantom with double wings that was tens of meters tall.

In the hands of that enormous dark phantom, there was also a Bronze War Spear phantom, surrounded by cloud-like Black Power, as if a Demon God had descended.

This scene caused Jack Clark’s gaze to pause, as he had not expected this monster, already eroded by the Void and left with only instinct, to still be capable of deploying a force projection similar to the True Martial arts phantom.

But I can do that move too.

Boom! Behind Jack Clark, a thirty-meter-tall figure with three faces and six arms emerged, clad in black-red scale armor, wielding a 40-meter-long war halberd.

Add to that the four arms that were forming seals to support the Light sphere, surrounded by Blue Thunder while Golden Flames burned, it looked like a True God wielding the power of thunder and fire.

Boosted by the true martial arts phantom, Jack Clark’s aura surged by several times, in strength, defense, agility, and also the Thunder and Golden Flame wrapping around him.

Without any further words, the two figures transformed into streaks of light and shot out.

Boom!!

The War Halberd wrapped in Thunderflame clashed with the War Spear encased in darkness, and behind each combatant, the True Martial arts phantom and the dark phantom collided, unleashing an even more terrifying impact in an instant.

Within a hundred-meter radius, the earth shattered, countless pieces of rock and dirt were thrown hundreds of meters high, creating an awe-inspiring sound.

And once again, the strike was evenly matched.

Boom, boom, boom!!

Jack Clark and the Dark Angel went at it again, with Thunder circling about and flames burning as every exchange of blows caused terrifying shockwaves.

Behind them, the True Martial arts phantom and the Dark Shadow looked as if they were real entities engaged in battle, appearing like two God Demons fighting from a distance.

The dreadful aftermath of the battle caused mountains to crumble and the earth to split open, explosions hurled countless pieces of rock and dirt into the air, smoke and dust billowed, and the earth-shaking roars echoed endlessly.

At this moment, Jack Clark had unleashed almost all his power, except for the Void Double Pupils and Fighting War Emperor Dragon Form, contending against a Dark Angel close to the mid period of the Eighth Layer with the cultivation of the early stage of the Seventh Layer.

Such an exaggerated span of combat power made Marcellus Larry and Lori Joyner, watching from outside the relics, somewhat astonished.

Lori Joyner exclaimed, “This young fellow’s combat power is somewhat heaven-defying; after reaching a high order, he can still cross a major realm, far stronger than the likes of Balderas.”

Marcellus Larry slowly nodded, “Indeed, Balderas and Eddy Keller are the highest in realm, and at full strength in the late period of the Seventh Layer, they can barely contend with someone from the mid period of the Eighth Layer.”

“But what’s different about Jack Clark is that their cross-realm Power Explosion can’t last, while Jack looks like a true Eighth Layer cultivator at this moment.”

“Besides, he hasn’t even used his most powerful Divine Rune Transformation.”

In the last battle in front of Mathilda Ward, Jack Clark had used the Divine Might Emperor Dragon Transformation in front of everyone, blowing apart the Akunus Nine-headed Blood Python’s avatar.

Therefore, this trump card was no secret among the Federal Top Level.

“It’s just that I didn’t expect the Dark Hell Tribe to show up in this area. These different races, although mutated by the Void’s contamination, still harbor intense hostility towards humans.”

“Plus, they have retained their battle consciousness and some racial abilities from before, making them very strong.”

“However, this contaminated beast is only from the Four-winged Dark Hell Tribe, not the six-winged; as long as Jack uses his Divine Rune Transformation, he should be able to kill it.”