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.

reacted with lightning speed. Meeting the strike head-on, Jared’s palm shot out,

Thwack!

Tribulator was propelled backward, hurtling through the

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

physical demise, a remnant of his soul

a sinister blaze of demonic fire erupted, ensnaring the soul remnant

the air as the flames devoured the remnants, leaving nothing behind but smoldering

but even his soul was consumed by

airship stood frozen in shock, their disbelief palpable in the stunned silence that

they have envisioned such a scene: a mere Third Level Tribulator effortlessly killing a formidable

That’s just ridiculous!

to claim the Demon Seal Alliance’s bounty, make your

many of the

had set such a generous reward for Jared’s

he had managed to intimidate the cultivators into submission, Jared made his way

that he couldn’t evade the confrontation any longer, these people had come seeking

probably

a chilling edge as he said to Dillon,