A Man Like None Other

Jared’s words had directly provoked Ilias!

“Hmph, how could I possibly fear a mere remnant of a soul? However, don’t delude yourself into thinking you’re clever. Once I obtain the Savior Stone and the fire sacred bead, I’ll come back to finish you off… After Ilias finished speaking, he walked directly toward the light.

He paid no heed to the man’s warning.

After all, the other party was merely a remnant of a soul, not even worthy of being called that, but just a wisp of lingering regret guarding the Savior Stone.

Ilias was quite confident. As a cultivator at the Ninth Level of Tribulation, how could he fear a mere remnant of a soul?

When Jared saw Ilias heading toward the light curtain, a glint of surprise and delight flashed in his eyes. The Dragonslayer Sword suddenly appeared in his hand as he prepared to strike at any moment.

“Those who trespass shall be shown no mercy…. The man once again threatened Ilias.

Ilias hardly cared about the threat from

brimming with confidence, stepped into the curtain of light and bent down to

curtain, Jared immediately

waiting for quite a while, there was absolutely no movement from

that anyone who entered the light screen would be

Considering you were trying to protect the Savior Stone, I won’t destroy you.

man remained still, his icy gaze

man was nothing more than a remnant of a soul without a physical

utterly dumbfounded! What’s going on? Why was l attacked while he wasn’t? Was I bullied because I was only a cultivator at

man doesn’t intervene, Ilias, armed with the Savior Stone, will definitely kill me. I’m no

certainly be an immortal. Yet, I’ve never seen an immortal as timid as you. I really don’t understand. How did you become immortal? Did you pull some strings and sneak in through the back door? A cultivator at the Ninth Level of Tribulation managed to scare you? From what I

man’s fighting spirit. He couldn’t just stand by and watch Ilias walk out of the light curtain. If Ilias were to come out, everything would

angry rebuke caused the

you if I am a real man or not. A radiance

after, his hands transformed into swords, slashing toward

was as cold as ice A