The Man's Decree

“Let’s hurry up and leave. If we run into anyone else, it will be troublesome,” Tyler said.

They were all injured, and Jared himself had been in continuous battle. If more people were to come, it would spell trouble.

“All right, let’s go…” Montane Daemon nodded.

Jared, along with a few others, set off toward Forlisle once again. However, they had barely taken a few steps when they were met by an imposing crowd of hundreds coming their way.

They had thought these people had no idea who Jared was, and it would be best if they could just bluff their way through.

However, as soon as the others drew near, everyone’s expressions changed instantly.

To everyone’s surprise, the person leading the group was none other than Russell, Russell from Henningsen City.

Behind him, a vast crowd of over a hundred people followed, dressed in all sorts of attire. They likely did not belong to a single clan or noble family.

Upon seeing Jared, Russell immediately sneered, “Kid, I’d like to see where you can run to today… This young man is Jared. Anyone who can kill him can exchange for a hundred years of offering from the Demon Seal Alliance…”

single statement from Russell set off a chorus of

were filled with greed. They wished they could rush forward

and his companions were, facing hundreds of people, each of their faces ashen as if they were

had lost his

formidable, what could he possibly

devoid of any will to fight, Russell coldly snorted. “Today, I

speaking, Russell waved his hand, and hundreds of cultivators rushed

Immediately following that, the earth

turned ominously dark, casting an intangible pressure

the land, smoke and dust rolled

looked around in

creatures were fluttering their wings in

ground, there were hundreds of

Monkey Archon, Thousand-Faced Demon Archon, and Leopard King

washed over Jared

better. Otherwise, you might have never

we see you or not. We just don’t

with a sly

have helped you so much in the past,”