Chapter 645: Today, I, Boreas Sharp, will slay an Innate.

Boreas Sharp steeled himself and swept toward the courtyard. Within twenty paces of the melee, a razor-edged gale of violet qi slammed into him, surging like a storm tide, ready to swallow him whole. The sheer pressure made the hairs on his arms prickle upright. Under a force like this, any ordinary half-step Innate expert would have frozen, too scared to take another step. Even he could not stop the tremor running through him. Yet he remembered his promise. He gritted his teeth and forced himself...