The Man's Decree

Jared’s words had directly provoked Ilias!

“Hmph, how could I possibly fear a mere remnant of a soul? However, don’t delude yourself into thinking you’re clever. Once I obtain the Savior Stone and the fire sacred bead, I’ll come back to finish you off… After Ilias finished speaking, he walked directly toward the light.

He paid no heed to the man’s warning.

After all, the other party was merely a remnant of a soul, not even worthy of being called that, but just a wisp of lingering regret guarding the Savior Stone.

Ilias was quite confident. As a cultivator at the Ninth Level of Tribulation, how could he fear a mere remnant of a soul?

When Jared saw Ilias heading toward the light curtain, a glint of surprise and delight flashed in his eyes. The Dragonslayer Sword suddenly appeared in his hand as he prepared to strike at any moment.

“Those who trespass shall be shown no mercy…. The man once again threatened Ilias.

threat from a remnant of a

brimming with confidence, stepped into the curtain of light and bent down to pick up the

seeing Ilias step into the light curtain, Jared immediately gripped the

after waiting for quite a while, there was absolutely no movement from

agreed that anyone who entered the light screen

Savior Stone, I won’t destroy you. You should leave on your own accord!” Ilias laughed heartily,

still, his icy gaze

through the man. That man was nothing more than a remnant of a soul without a physical body. Ilias passed through him effortlessly, casually

dumbfounded! What’s going on? Why was l attacked while he wasn’t? Was I bullied because I was only a

the Savior Stone, will definitely kill me. I’m no match for Ilias

be an immortal. Yet, I’ve never seen an immortal as timid as you. I really don’t understand. How did you become immortal? Did you pull some strings and sneak in through the back door? A cultivator at the Ninth Level of

watch Ilias walk out of the light curtain. If Ilias were to come out, everything would

rebuke caused the man’s

dares to curse me. Today, I’ll show you if I am

his hands transformed into swords,

cold as ice