The Man's Decree

Jared could not help but feel embarrassed. In. the eyes of immortals, his current strength was as inconsequential as that of an ant.

Nonetheless, the concept of acquiring immense power and the ability to craft entire worlds and shape reality ignited a thrilling spark within Jared. If I were to genuinely attain such extraordinary power, I could fashion a world and accompany all the women I cherish. I would reign as its sovereign and revel in a life of joy alongside those women, free from the burden of worldly troubles.

Just as Jared was lost in his daydreams, the middle-aged man interjected with a smirk, "Don't let your imagination run wild. You should focus on your cultivation now, and try to avoid getting entangled with women. Becoming an immortal is not as simple as you may think.

And don't think that being immortal can grant you absolute freedom. Do you know that the immortals capable of creating worlds and reshaping reality have endured countless eons of trials and tribulations? You should focus on the present. I've observed that among these individuals, there appears to be someone with hostile intentions toward you-someone who intends to take your life."

The middle-aged man was referring to Fayzon and Zordey, Jared responded, "Don't worry, Sir. With my current strength, I can take them down easily. I can advance to a higher realm at any moment, and when I trigger the lightning tribulation, it will be more than they can withstand."

longer concerned about Fayzon. If he dares to stir up trouble, I will not hesitate to deal

were to attempt to kill him, Montane Daemon would not

it's not in vain to have met you before

the middle-aged man took slow steps

in the Night Sea, and why is it hidden beneath this small island? It's so strange." Jared,

spirit spring at all. It's formed from the blood that flowed

in disbelief, widening his eyes. Realization dawned on him

past-the clash of swords, the chaos

spurted out and blended with the water, gradually forming a pool

was formed from the