“Men will do anything to succeed. This is an unchanging truth throughout the ages. Since we’ve entered the Celestial Battlefield, we must be prepared to be killed. After all, in this Celestial Battlefield, there are no rules. It is a survival of the fittest, where the predator hunts the prey,” Jared remarked with a sigh.

The trio continued onward, continually discovering the bodies of cultivators along the way.

It seemed that as the closure of the Celestial Battlefield approached, these cultivators went on a killing spree.

If they didn’t act now, they might miss their chance. Meanwhile, not far ahead of Jared and his companions, Magnus and his Nethersky Sect were celebrating their gains.

Pablo, on the other hand, walked ahead with a cold expression on his face. Along the way, he killed and robbed other cultivators of their treasures.

With the Celestial Battlefield closing soon, Pablo preferred ruthlessly killing others to take their magical items over wasting time searching for them.

“By following Master, we get to eat three times a day! Master is truly extraordinary. In the future, the entire Demonia Mountain will likely recognize his authority. This is truly Nethersky Sect’s good fortune!” Magnus exclaimed, constantly praising Pablo.

Magnus’ face was filled with joy as he continually showered Pablo with compliments!

flattery made Pablo quite comfortable, and he flashed an icy smile. “Demonia Mountain is nothing. I want to be the governor of the southern region, or even the master of the entire Ethereal

the extraordinary experiences he had gone through, experiences that others had never

right. You should become the master of the Ethereal Realm. By then, you can take out the Five Great Governors and the Demon Seal Alliance!” Magnus chimed in. He didn’t even bother showing the Five

Cultivator. You don’t even

cultivators clad in white suddenly appeared before Pablo

five individuals had solemn expressions, staring intently at the

these five individuals were quite powerful. Two of them were Seventh Level Tribulators, and the other three were Sixth Level Tribulators. With such strength,

his path, Pablo gave a cold, dismissive laugh. “Who do you think you

Elites. They are strong,” Magnus said, his

Five Elites? I don’t know them,”

are a group of five individuals, each chosen by one of the Five Great Sects in

Elites, huh? Pure nonsense. They’re

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