Chapter 78: Imperial Projection! Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Purifying Glazed Grand Formation!

A single "Uncle" made Watson Yale's body jolt as he fought Brennan Dalton. Even the longsword in his hand slowed for the briefest instant. Watson drove Brennan back with a slash and snapped his gaze toward his nephew in the distance. "Byron…" For that heartbeat, a thread of clarity surfaced in Watson's eyes. Brennan's pressure had been suffocating. Watson had not dared to lose focus for even a moment, which was why he had only just noticed Byron Cutmore. "Byron… your cultivation…" Demonic...