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"That was a powerful attack, but still not enough."

Leon was stunned by the sight and quickly retreated twenty meters from his original position.

His gaze toward the mysterious figure was filled with both astonishment and caution.

"What is this? How is this even possible?" Leon muttered, still in disbelief.

Just moments ago, he had seen the man's body—once split apart—suddenly reassemble. The process was grotesque, with tentacles emerging from the flesh and intertwining to reform his entire body.

Although Leon had suspected this figure wouldn't be defeated by a mere attack, he couldn't suppress his shock and revulsion.

Sensing Leon's unease, the man let out a smug laugh.

"Hehehe! Surprised by my abilities? This must be your first time witnessing something like this, huh?" he said with a playful tone.

Leon ignored the man's taunt and took a deep breath, trying to regain his focus.

Drawing his sword, a confident smile spread across his face as he spoke in a cold tone, "I admit, your abilities are impressive, but don't get too cocky. I haven't even used one percent of my power yet."

With that, Leon vanished from his position and reappeared two meters in front of the man.

Channeling the power of chaos into his blade, he twisted his body slightly and launched a swift horizontal slash.

*Slash!*

In an instant, the blade sliced through the man, splitting him in half, and black blood sprayed out like a fountain.

Yet, the grotesque scene repeated itself. The severed body reformed, as strange tentacles twisted together to put it back together.

Without allowing the man time to recover, Leon raised his sword again and cut through his limbs—arms, legs, and head—until the pieces were scattered across the sand, with foul black blood pooling in small puddles.

Leon immediately stepped back, his eyes fixed on the severed body parts with a serious expression.

"Did it work?" he wondered inwardly, uncertainty creeping into his mind.

Leon noticed that the severed body parts remained still, signaling that the man must have been unable to heal himself. However, he didn't let his guard down, staying alert and maintaining his stance.

Suddenly, some of the dismembered parts twitched, and revolting tentacles emerged once again. The tentacles intertwined and gradually reshaped the man's body, restoring him to perfect form.

A playful smile curled on the man's lips as he looked at Leon.

"Disappointed that your attack failed again?" He taunted with a chuckle.

Leon remained unshaken by the mockery, but his eyes betrayed a sharpened focus.

"This is really troublesome..." Leon murmured under his breath, his grip tightening around the hilt of his sword.

The attack he had launched had little effect, leaving him surprised once again. He hadn't anticipated such an extraordinary healing ability, as if the man were eternal and unkillable.

"Alright, you've attacked me enough. Now it's my turn," the man's indifferent voice echoed in Leon's ears, snapping him out of his thoughts.

Before Leon could react, a shadow shot past him, and the mysterious man appeared behind him.

In a flash, the man raised his right hand, which had transformed into a curved, sharp dagger, and slashed at Leon's neck.

Facing the attack, Leon quickly shifted his body to the side, causing the strike to miss.

Without giving the man a chance to move, Leon twisted his body and delivered a powerful horizontal slash.

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The attack instantly split the man in half, but his body quickly reassembled.

"Nice reaction. But can you dodge my next attack?" With those words, he extended his hand, and several grotesque tentacles suddenly emerged.

The tentacles hardened, transforming into sharp, knife-like blades, and lunged at Leon, who was a few meters away.

Leon immediately recoiled to avoid them, but the tentacles relentlessly pursued him, no matter how fast he moved.

"CK! This is really annoying," Leon clicked his tongue in frustration.

He halted, channeled the power of chaos into his sword, and lunged at the tentacles.

*Slash!*

With lightning speed, Leon swung his sword, slicing the tentacles into pieces.

He then charged at the man, twisting his body one hundred and eighty degrees, and delivered a ferocious slash aimed at his head.

"Hahaha! In vain, the Fated One! All your attacks are useless—none will kill me!" The man laughed.

His severed head quickly reformed as the tentacles emerged and intertwined once more.

Leon's expression darkened, his anger evident behind his mask.

"In that case, I'll keep cutting until you can't heal anymore," Leon said coldly.

He raised his sword and slashed again, but this time the man blocked the attack.

"Did you think I'd let you have it that easily? Hehehe!" The man mocked, his voice dripping with arrogance.

Both of his hands morphed into daggers, and he lunged at Leon's chest, aiming to stab him directly in the heart.

*Boom!*

The power of chaos erupted from Leon's body, sending the man flying tens of meters away.

Without hesitation, Leon charged at him and swung his sword. But the man swiftly twisted his body, parrying the attack.

The two exchanged hundreds of deadly strikes, each one causing destruction in their wake. Yet, in every clash, the mysterious man was clearly at a disadvantage.

Leon's attacks, infused with the power of chaos, consistently struck with deadly precision, slashing his head, hands, feet, or waist. Though the man's body always reassembled, it was undeniable that Leon held the upper hand in this battle.

"Though I'm at a disadvantage, it doesn't matter," the man muttered confidently, a cold smile curling on his lips. "As long as his strength is depleted and his energy drained, he'll grow fatigued, and the intensity of his attacks will wane. When that happens, I can strike decisively and kill him... Hehehe!"

He raised his right hand and slashed at Leon's shoulder, but Leon effortlessly dodged, leaving the man irritated and frustrated.

As the man prepared to strike again, Leon suddenly stepped back, vanishing from sight. In an instant, he reappeared four meters above him with incredible speed.

The unexpected movement caught the mysterious man off guard. Before he could react, an immense surge of chaos power erupted from Leon's body.

"Sky Technique: Astral Slash!" Leon called out coldly, swinging his sword forward.

*Whoosh!*

A slash made of chaos energy appeared, rapidly expanding as it sped toward the man.

The mysterious man initially showed no fear, as if underestimating the attack. But suddenly, a chilling sense of danger surged within him, forcing him to move instinctively to avoid it.

*Boom!*

Leon's attack shattered the sand beneath them, kicking up a massive sandstorm. A few meters away from the explosion's epicenter, the mysterious man appeared, barely surviving the strike. However, his condition was dire.

His left hand had been severed, and a deep wound marred the left side of his stomach. His lips were ashen, and he resembled a corpse freshly slain.

"Damn it! How did this happen?" The man growled, shocked and disbelieving.

His recovery ability had always been his greatest strength. No matter how his body was shattered, it would always reassemble naturally. However, when facing Leon's final attack, a foreboding premonition struck him, forcing him to dodge quickly.

Unfortunately, the attack struck his left hand and the left side of his stomach. He had expected the wounds to heal as usual, but to his shock, they remained open!

The searing pain made his face, hidden beneath the hood, turn even paler.

"This is impossible! My power was granted by an evil god! This shouldn't be happening!" The man gritted his teeth, shaking his head in disbelief.

In a panic, he activated his ability, summoning several black tentacles to emerge from his wounds. But just as they were about to heal him, the tentacles twisted unnaturally before wilting away.

The sight left him stunned, disbelief giving way to growing fury.

"Damn it! Damn it!" he roared in anger.

The confidence and enigmatic aura he once held shattered, replaced by a clear sense of desperation.

"Hahaha! Surprised?" Leon's cold laughter shattered the mysterious man's angry thoughts.

He lifted his head, only to see the sandstorm slowly dissipating, revealing Leon floating in the air, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Fury surged within him as he gritted his teeth and demanded, "Are you the reason I can't heal my wounds? How did you do it?"

His voice was hoarse, his breathing ragged, betraying the intensity of his anger.

Leon slowly descended, landing fifty meters away. He let out a soft chuckle, a glint of mockery evident in his purple eyes.

"I bet you didn't see that coming, did you?" Instead of answering, Leon mocked him openly, fueling the mysterious man's rage even further.

"Damn it! Answer me! How did you do it?!" The man shouted, his voice filled with desperation.

Had the hood covering his face been lifted, Leon would have seen the prominent blue veins pulsing on his forehead and the frantic gleam in his eyes.

Leon didn't answer immediately, instead meeting his gaze with a playful spark in his eyes.

"You want to know? Too bad—I'm not telling you," Leon said with a small chuckle.

Of course, he wasn't foolish enough to reveal how he had done it. After all, exposing an enemy's weakness to them was as reckless as handing a weapon to a thief.

That said, he couldn't deny the man's remarkable healing ability. At first, he had even believed the man's body to be both eternal and unkillable.

However, he suddenly recalled an ancient text he had once read, which declared an absolute truth: no technique or ability was without a weakness.

This thought solidified Leon's belief that the man's healing ability had a flaw—and he was right.

While the man's body could reassemble itself after being severed, the process grew noticeably slower with each successive attack.

Exploiting this vulnerability, Leon infused chaos power into every strike. Known as the most destructive force in existence—surpassing even holy power—the chaos energy relentlessly tore apart the tentacles that fueled the man's regeneration.

Unbeknownst to the man, his previously invincible healing ability had been completely eradicated.

Leon smiled coldly and murmured under his breath, "Nothing lasts in this world."