A Man Like None Other

Several demonic souls darted toward Jared, moving so swiftly that they were virtually indistinguishable.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Those demonic souls vanished in an instant, only to reappear at a distance next. Maurice followed closely, trailing behind the demonic souls.

A frown creased Jared’s brow. He could sense danger approaching. Following that, he activated Blazing Stride, and his body once again vanished from its original location.

The moment Jared vanished, the demonic souls had already appeared where he had just been standing. Instantly, the demonic souls, too, disappeared.

Jared’s expression was icy cold. He hadn’t expected Maurice, the elder of Ghost Mask Sect would have such tricks up his sleeve. Jared was at a loss as to what exactly he was dealing with. Never did he imagine something could match his speed without faltering.

The moment Jared took a step forward and reappeared, several demonic souls unexpectedly materialized above his head.

“Demonic souls?”

Jared was somewhat taken aback by their presence.

Maurice was capable of controlling several demonic souls at the

roared, their expressions

Jared no longer felt the same sense of danger

only thing demonic souls

on Jared’s physical body, nor

was to attack Jared’s consciousness field. Alas, attacking his consciousness field

the Golden Tome in his consciousness field. Jared turned toward Vermilion Demon Lord

They’re just demonic souls.

Jared had no choice but to acquiesce. Since Vermilion Demon Lord liked to brag, the former decided to let him

Jared and instantly flooded into his

seeing Jared possessed by the

matter how powerful your consciousness field is, I’m sure my demonic

made his way

Maurice approach, an idea suddenly dawned on him. His eyes turned lifeless instantly as if

those few demonic souls regretted their actions once

screamed in terror. All of them were beaten up terribly with just a