A Man Like None Other

At that moment, Zayan was still slowly recovering his spiritual sense under a tree on Demonia Mountain. Xavion was getting bored, fiddling with a golden knife in his hand.

At that moment, two branch leaders returned but didn’t bring anyone else from the Demon Seal Alliance. Zayan frowned. “What’s with the two of you? Do you not have any subordinates?”

“Mr. Cabeza, we received a message from Mr. Lefterov. Take a look.” One of the branch masters handed a communication device to Zayan. Zayan accepted it. He read it with his spiritual sense and furrowed his brows.

“What did my father said, Mr. Cabeza?” asked Xavion.

“It seems we aren’t allowed to deal with Jared on Demonia Mountain. Right now, everyone in that region is forbidden from attacking anyone. The main demon factions on Demonia Mountain have reached an agreement with the nearby sects to enforce that rule. To think all these people want a piece of the pie waiting in the Celestial Battlefield so badly that they’re willing to cooperate with the Demonic Cultivators. How shameless!” spat Zayan disdainfully.

After all, the Demon Seal Alliance was also working with the Demonic

was that those on Demonia Mountain were doing

Celestial Battlefield too, Mr. Cabeza. You don’t need to worry about my

a look, you aren’t allowed to enter the Celestial Battlefield. If anything happens to you, I won’t be able to explain myself to

Demonia Mountain, we’ll just wait until Jared leaves the place and

Xavion toward Creston Sect Creston Sect could be considered the largest sect on Demonia Mountain. It had been residing in a large crack deep within

with demon beasts, human cultivators rarely visited the place. Creston Sect had

barely anyone would visit Demonia Mountain. Igor eventually brought Jared’s group to

appeared to be tearing the sky apart, surrounded by a cloud of white mist. Anyone could see the continually spinning

before the Celestial Battlefield