The Man's Decree

Yuven was worried about Jared’s safety at that moment. The audacity of the two to stop him sparked a fury in him that couldn’t be contained.

“You’re courting death!” Yuven roared, the very air around him twisting into a malevolent tornado, ready to tear everything in its path to shreds.

The man whose head was wrapped in a long scarf barely had time to react. He was obliterated in the whirlwind of aura Yuven released. Not even a corpse remained.

The other man froze in horror. “Bite him to death,” Yuven ordered, then. vanished at once. Dozens of demon beasts lunged at the other man.

Even toward their bitter end, they did not know who Yuven was. Meanwhile, Jared and the others were indeed in danger. They had almost made it out of the far north, only to find their path obstructed.

“You didn’t expect me to stop you here, did you?” Phaethon looked at them with a cold smirk. Although Phaethon stood alone, Jared could not relax. He had yet to recover. There was no way for him to deal with Phaethon.

Cloud was only a Seventh Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator. He was hardly a match for Phaethon. As for young women like Viola, Feenix, and Aislin, they stood even less of a chance against Phaethon.

fruit, achieving Third Level Body Fusion

to Fifth Level Manifestor.

Come on out!” Jared feigned nonchalance, itching to know if Phaethon had come

cultivators and the Nessers. Now that you know about the secrets of the Demon Seal Alliance, there’s no way we’re

unabashedly, confident they were but fish on a chopping board, ready for the slaughter. “Mr. Chance, I’ll hold him off. You

the group, he was probably the only one who stood a chance against Phaethon. Phaethon cast a derisive glance

of aura that sent ripples through the very fabric

“Cloud!”

relief washed over him when he found

Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator to make such bold. claims!” Phaethon sneered. A tempest of

was a pity that his body was weak now and there was no way for him to fight with Phaethon. His condition would have improved