Chapter 5245 Sword Sect Custodian
- Steel flashed—so quick, so ruthless—that the air itself shrieked as the blade lunged for Jared’s chest. Flaxseed’s face drained of color. “Watch it!” he cried. Jared’s eyes narrowed to a single point of focus. Power surged through his veins, and in a heartbeat the Dragonslayer Sword leapt into his grip. He pivoted, meeting the oncoming strike head-on. The collision rang through the street like church bells at dawn.
- Twin swords locked, spraying a shockwave that rippled over storefronts and set every hanging sign buzzing. Jared tasted iron in the back of his throat; numbing force crawled up his arm and shoved him two paces backward. The white-robed woman—Lyra Snowdon—also staggered a step, surprise flickering behind her steady gaze.
- “Your sword technique...” Lyra studied the black blade and the simple arc Jared had just carved through space. Wonder widened her eyes. “That was the Sword Sect’s Flowing-Cloud Form, wasn’t it? Even unfinished, its rhythm is unmistakable.”