Chapter 439 

Luther’s expression was extremely solemn as he slowly drew his sword. The vertical eye at his forehead swiveled for a bit as black mist curled up around him, taking the form of a winged fish with sinister spikes all over its body—that was the Jeruson clan’s innate totem.

He focused his gaze on Qianye and said slowly, “You’re an opponent worthy of me taking seriously. State your family name!”

But Qianye wasn’t going to waste words. His eyes turned azure upon activation of his eye ability—a sharp pain wracked Luther’s origin furnace, causing him to tremble momentarily. Grasping this opening, East Peak slashed down in the form of a distant Nirvanic Rend. Qianye produced one killing move after another and denied Luther any opportunity to catch his breath.

Luther’s expression transformed once again. As he grasped his left hand in the air, the totem behind him spat out a stream of black mist which quickly condensed into a dazzling hexagonal shield seemingly made of black crystal.

The crystal shield and Nirvanic Rend were both destroyed with a loud boom. The resultant shockwaves sent the nearby dark race warriors into disarray, and the weaker ones, flying. No one was left standing within thirty meters around Qianye and Luther...