A Man Like None Other

The Fifth Level Tribulator thought that made sense. He frowned slightly, asking, “You’re Jared, the one targeted by the Demon Seal Alliance?”

“Yes, that’s me. If you end my life, you’ll be rewarded with a century’s worth of offerings from the Demon Seal Alliance.” Surprisingly, Jared affirmed without a moment’s hesitation.

This bold admission left everyone present perplexed. They couldn’t fathom why Jared would be bold enough to openly confess.

Does he not know that by admitting it, he’s essentially dead meat?

As a mere Third Level Tribulator among many formidable cultivators, his audacity seemed reckless.

“Very well, since you’ve admitted it, you’ve left me no choice,” the Fifth Level Tribulator declared coldly. “I’d rather eliminate the wrong person than let this golden opportunity slip through my fingers!”

With resolve in his eyes, he wasted no time in taking action against Jared.

With a swift motion, he aimed his palm at Jared, believing that the vast gap in their levels would ensure Jared’s swift demise.

launched his attack, Jared reacted with lightning speed. Meeting the strike head-on, Jared’s palm

Thwack!

of Jared’s counterattack was overwhelming. With a thunderous impact, the Fifth Level Tribulator was propelled backward, hurtling through the air until he crashed heavily onto the ground before the

momentarily before he spat out a mouthful of blood, his life extinguished in

demise, a remnant of his soul attempted to flee the confines

mere flick of Jared’s finger, a sinister blaze of demonic fire erupted, ensnaring the soul remnant in its merciless

chilling wails echoed through the air as the flames devoured the remnants, leaving

not only did his mortal form meet its end, but even his soul was consumed by the relentless inferno, extinguishing any hope

spectacle unfolded before their eyes, the other cultivators aboard the airship stood

scene: a mere Third Level Tribulator effortlessly killing a formidable Fifth

That’s just ridiculous!

the Demon Seal Alliance’s bounty, make your move now,” he declared, his voice cutting through

of Jared’s stern stare, many

had set such a generous reward for Jared’s demise, despite

cultivators into

evade the confrontation any longer, these people had come seeking him, and he was prepared to

his group were probably no

had worn thin. His voice carried a chilling edge as he said to Dillon, “Hand him over, or I’ll