“F*ck, Mr. Vermilion. Stop messing around. If the Divine Bow gets exposed, and word gets out, I’ll be targeted by everyone.”

Jared quickly refused when he realized that Vermilion Demon Lord intended to toy with his Divine Bow.

If even a single member of the Ghost Mask Sect were to escape and spread the news about the Divine Bow in Jared’s possession, the number of people wanting to kill him would certainly increase.

“Look at your stingy demeanor. Rest assured, no one is going to get out of here alive!”

After Vermilion Demon Lord finished speaking, he promptly retrieved the Divine Bow from Jared’s Storage Ring.

“F*ck…”

Jared wore a gloomy expression, but he was powerless to stop it.

At that moment, his body was entirely under the control of Vermilion Demon Lord. All Jared could do was retreat his divine soul into the consciousness field and watch.

Maurice stared blankly as he watched Jared suddenly produce a long bow. Then, Jared drew the bow and nocked an arrow. To his surprise, five kinds of internal flame condensed into a single arrow, ablaze with fierce flames!

Whoosh!

Jared drew his bow to its full extent and released five arrows into the sky. They then fell from mid-air. However, when it descended, it transformed into a dense shower of arrows!

The remaining disciples of the Ghost Mask Sect were in complete emotional turmoil at that moment.

sky filled with a rain of arrows,

scared,

reality, realizing that if things continued this way,

instant, a dense black mist filled the air. The endless black mist swallowed up

smirk instantly

could even boast, a myriad of colorful

through the

Maurice hastily dodged. Upon hearing Maurice’s words, the disciples of Ghost Mask

did Maurice fail

reacted, countless arrows had already descended upon them, turning them into porcupines. One by one, they

much fun…” Vermillion Demon Lord

couldn’t quite recall how many years it had been since he last felt such

handful of the dozens of disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect were still alive, but they all sustained

looking at the ghost masks of the deceased sect disciples, Maurice turned

a demonic soul or not. Today, I

a sudden wave of his

Flame Mountain was shrouded

but a mere ant. How dare you resist? Well

furious Maurice, his face filled

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