The Man's Decree

The middle-aged man leaped up to hover in mid-air before casting his gaze into the distance. Soon, he discovered a vast expanse of white mist a stone’s throw away. It remained dense and only enveloped a few radii.

Seeing that, he quickly flew over. While doing so, he released a sliver of spiritual sense. He found no one around, but when his spiritual sense entered the white mist, it suddenly disappeared without any response.

“Could this be an arcane array someone set up that even spiritual sense can’t penetrate it?”

His brows furrowed. He then took two black balls out of his pocket and threw them on the ground. They exploded, and two starving wolves charged out of the black mist.

Under the middle-aged man’s command, they rushed into the white mist. But no sooner had they done so than two agonizing howls rang out. After that, nothing else was heard from the two starving wolves.

The middle-aged man’s expression turned solemn. At just that moment, however, there was a sudden fluctuation in the white mist.

Immediately after, a sword flew out.

eyes went cold, and he shot his palm out at

Boom!

the sword shattered

a loss, the middle-aged man abruptly realized that a figure had streaked to his front. On the heels of that, a flash of white light

a black shield materialized outside him and

realized that a girl with a sword in hand was glaring at

Rosetta. Upon learning that someone had come, she had chosen to charge out of the arcane array to prevent the person from disrupting Jared

her, the middle-aged man laughed. “How daring of you to sneak an attack on me with such paltry capabilities, girl. You must be sick of living. In

that Rosetta was also a Demonic Cultivator, he planned to spare her, only demanding that

can I possibly hand it to you?” Rosetta snarled

doing this the hard way, girl. Then, I shall kill you first and lay here in ambush for

erupted from his

in her hand, upon

back,

Jared’s voice