With a 'puff' sound, the last strike landed on Hawton's cheek. A streak of blood appeared on his right cheek, and blood slowly flowed down his face.
Wiping the blood from his face, Hawton laughed. "Not bad. Haha, the Devil Soul is controlling your body, allowing it to increase your strength by several folds. Even in my domain, you are still able to injure me. It looks like I underestimated you."
"Your domain is just a world created by your divine power, but this world is not real. It's just an illusion. Thus, it's not too difficult to hurt you." Jacob smiled.
He suddenly took back his Temoro Sword, strode forward, and instantly jumped in front of Hawton. Then, he threw a punch at him.
Bang! Bang! Bang! He punched Hawton's body several times in a row. With the last punch, Jacob hit Hawton's face, but the latter stretched out his hand and grabbed Jacob's fist.