The Man's Decree

At the heart of Demon Seal Alliance stood an enormous palace of unmatched grandeur. The palace was home to Talcott Lefterov, the head of the alliance.

Within the palace’s grand hall, Talcott sat in serene meditation, his eyes closed as he absorbed the potent spiritual energy that surged from the depths of the earth.

Beneath the palace was a vast underground city that housed hundreds and thousands of Demonic Cultivators. The sudden surge of footsteps disrupted Talcott’s meditative state, prompting him to slowly open his eyes.

A middle-aged man named Zayan Cabeza approached Talcott with respect and bowed deeply before speaking. “Mr. Lefterov, out of the Five Slayers, we’ve only managed to locate Aquadoran and Bhivsen. I’m afraid the others have met an unfortunate end.”

“Was our subbranch destroyed and its head killed as well?” Talcott inquired with a frown.

with several elders, by a man named Jared Chance. The slayers also perished by

glint flickered in Talcott’s eyes.

Lefterov. I have gathered some information about this Jared. He appears to have materialized out of thin air within the Ethereal Realm, with no prior records of his existence. This leads my subordinates to believe he may have originated from another world. Despite being an eighth-level

as he swiftly absorbed Jared’s information. “He has managed to advance several cultivation levels within a mere few months. That man is indeed remarkable.” He went deep in thought with a frown. “Given his extraordinary abilities,

of a Great Elder from families or sects who failed to ascend to the next cultivation level resides within existing family members. Based on my investigation, Jared’s origins do not align with this background.

into silence. After a short pause, he ordered, “Ask Aquadoran and Bhivsen to come

two

stepped into the room, their faces etched with apprehension and fear. Their defiance of Talcott’s

regarded them with a detached gaze, his voice devoid of