The fear emanating from the passengers was palpable, each one trembling in the face of the group’s overwhelming aura.

Among the passengers, the majority were young cultivators bound for Lunarius Palace, driven by curiosity and the hope of finding romantic partners among the palace’s renowned beauties.

However, most of them were relatively weak, with the majority only Second or Third Level Tribulators, lacking the strength to confront such a formidable threat.

Suddenly confronted by such formidable cultivators, the young passengers were naturally gripped by fear.

Dillon, attempting to maintain his composure despite the tension, addressed the group, his voice tinged with a hint of suppressed anger. “My friends, surely you understand the strength of Pathfinder Sect since you had the audacity to get in our airship’s way. Do you think you can dismiss us so easily?”

If possible, he wanted to avoid conflict. Considering the group’s frequent ventures into the treacherous depths of Demonia Mountain, Dillon weighed the potential repercussions of engaging in a deadly feud. It was clear that any altercation would only invite relentless harassment upon Pathfinder Sect in the future, creating needless complications.

intentions of disrespecting your sect. However, today, I only have one demand. Surrender one individual to me, and the rest of you may depart unharmed, with all your resources

anticipated that these rogues weren’t after

over a guy named

“Mr. Chance?”

between Mr. Chance and your

do you truly not know, or are you feigning ignorance? Jared Chance has been marked for execution by the Demon Seal Alliance. Killing him would earn me a handsome reward from

stunned; he was indeed oblivious to

room, Jared’s heart tightened when he heard One- Eyed’s words. He hadn’t anticipated that news of

airship. Many cultivators, upon hearing One-Eyed’s words,

were aware of the Decree of Execution issued by the Demon Seal Alliance, but they didn’t know Jared. Thus, they didn’t even know Jared had

board the

one is Jared?” A Fifth Level Tribulator, deemed powerful among

silence greeted his inquiry. None dared to speak up, as none

worth a handsome bounty. Surely he wouldn’t be sitting among us. He’s likely

the first-class cabin.

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