A Man Like None Other

At Jared’s action, Anders instantly flew into a rage. “What’s the meaning of this, kid? I’m the head of Bulrush Sect. How dare you steal my possession right before me when you’re a mere First Level Tribulator cultivator!”

“It’s mine to begin with.”

Jared stared at Anders with a terrifying gleam in his eyes. It was as though he wanted to skin the latter alive.

Sensing the lethal intent in his gaze, Anders frowned.

“What nonsense! That precious orb was found in this celestial ore mine. How could it possibly be yours?” Anders snarled.

“This orb is mine to begin with. It’s known as the Stillwind Orb. I deliberately placed it into the mine in secret to incite a battle between the lot of you because that was the only way for me to save the two girls you captured,” Jared admitted candidly.

Upon hearing that, Anders was wholly stunned. On the heels of that, primal rage radiated off him.

But even if we battle each other, a mere First Level Tribulator cultivator like

his blood pressure shooting through the roof, he was worried that he would

then, a few disciples of Bulrush Sect ran out of the mine. They were the only few survivors then, and each of

“Mr. Hendley!”

his disciples, Anders ordered

Tribulator cultivators. On top of that, they had the advantage of numbers. Dealing with a First Level Tribulator cultivator

the outcome turned out

few disciples of Bulrush

remained motionless,

they reached him, the Dragonslayer Sword in

swung it forward with

roar of a dragon, a golden dragon flew toward the few disciples of

Sect. Only when it reached them and flew past

already too late. The flaming fire consumed their bodies. They desperately rolled on the

water. Jared merely watched expressionlessly as the few disciples of Bulrush Sect were burned

disciples who