The Man's Decree

“Since you’re impatient, let me end your life first,” Jared said, looking at the impatient Demonic Cultivator.

“F*ck! You sure know how to brag. I-”

The impatient Demonic Cultivator didn’t believe that Jared could kill him. However, he suddenly stopped before he could finish his sentence. Following that, a painful grimace appeared on his face as he clutched his head tightly.

“Ow! My head hurts so much. It feels like my spiritual sense is being devoured…” he howled in anguish before collapsing to the ground.

The other four Demonic Cultivators were startled, staring at their fallen comrade in disbelief. Soon, the Demonic Cultivator stopped struggling, and his eyes became vacant as he turned into a walking corpse.

His spiritual sense in his consciousness field had been completely consumed by the parasitic silkworm.

“W-What?”

stared at Jared and retreated in fear. They couldn’t figure out

you poison him? That’s despicable

fallen Demonic Cultivator, Dimas knew that Jared had silently poisoned the other party, causing their spiritual sense to be

hearing the mention of poison, the three Demonic Cultivators hastily took a

we have nothing to do with each other anymore,” the first Demonic Cultivator whom Jared had injured

no reason to fight to his death. Seeing that, the remaining two Demonic

Dimas was left

astounded by the turn of

the upper hand, but the rest had escaped,

aloud, but it was

shot Dimas an icy smirk. Dimas felt a deep sense of frustration. He

If he had known it would come

different locations. Dimas, growing impatient, had reached out to several Demonic Cultivators along his path. Now, they were preoccupied with their own escape and

Dimas mustered a forced smile and spoke. “Jared, we don’t have anything against each other. There’s no need for us to battle to

He was admitting defeat.