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.

a surprising turn of events, as he launched his attack, Jared reacted with lightning speed. Meeting the strike head-on, Jared’s palm shot out, delivering a devastating blow before the Fifth Level Tribulator

Thwack!

propelled backward, hurtling through the

a mouthful of blood, his life extinguished in an

remnant of his soul attempted to flee the confines of the

blaze of demonic fire erupted, ensnaring the soul

flames devoured the remnants, leaving nothing

form meet its end, but even his soul was consumed by the relentless

unfolded before their eyes, the other cultivators aboard the airship stood frozen in shock, their disbelief palpable in the stunned

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

That’s just ridiculous!

claim the Demon

the weight of Jared’s stern stare, many of the cultivators lowered their heads

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

he had managed to intimidate the cultivators

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

and his group were probably no match

thin. His voice carried a chilling edge as he said to Dillon, “Hand him over, or