The Man's Decree

A collective gasp caught in everyone’s throats. The notion of a First Level Tribulator cultivator standing motionless while being assaulted by a Fifth Level Tribulator cultivator was beyond their imagination.

It resembled an adult striking an immobile child, a scenario too unsettling to fathom. Proclus’ palm hit Jared’s chest, and the tremendous force caused his figure to sway. He retreated several steps. Indeed, Proclus was formidable as a Fifth Level Tribulator cultivator.

Jared sensed the turbulence of his internal energy. A surge of blood reached his throat, but he staunchly suppressed it. At that instant, Jared developed a fresh appreciation for the resilience of his physical form.

When Jared understood that using his Golem Body would neutralize Proclus attack, a confident smile graced his features. He gave a polite bow.

Everyone stared blankly at Jared, their eyes filled with disbelief.

found himself gazing at Jared incredulously. It was unfathomable to him that Jared, a First Level Tribulator cultivator,

you’re amazing!” Dalton and Rosetta couldn’t help but express their excitement upon seeing that

from shock to shame. As an elder of Creston Sect, a Fifth Level Tribulator cultivator, he couldn’t

your full strength, this young man would undoubtedly be dead. I can see you haven’t even exerted half of

usual excuse. However, Proclus shook his head and admitted, “While I didn’t use

be straightforward. In terms of integrity, Proclus was far

you still remember

addressed Dimas, stating, “You instigated the attack, and in self-defense, he broke your

Lunawick, I

care who you came here with. You broke the rules, so you have to

drive away my disciple?” Dimas was feeling somewhat helpless when a furious voice suddenly

black robe walked over. It was Helmut Koritnik, the