The Man's Decree

Upon noticing Serena’s unusual behavior, Jared instantly became alert.

“How could there be another soul within your body? Could it be that you’ve been possessed?” Serena asked in shock.

She felt Faiyar’s soul remnant within Jared.

After all, Soul Demon Sect was highly knowledgeable and sensitive about souls. Therefore, it was only natural that she could sense the presence of a soul within Jared.

“I’m not possessed. Indeed, there’s a soul remnant in my consciousness field. That’s my friend. His physical body was destroyed, and his soul was weak, so I let him stay in my consciousness field,” Jared explained.

Upon hearing Jared refer to him as a friend, Faiyar was deeply moved. For such a long time, Faiyar had been living in Jared’s consciousness field, and the two of them would often communicate.

However, Faiyar had never dared to hope that he could become a friend of Jared.

It was important to note that during this period of time, he had learned most of Jared’s identity and secrets. He himself was merely a minor Demonic Cultivator. He wouldn’t dare to presume to be on par with Jared.

spoke like that, it moved Faiyar, evoking a feeling as if he would be willing to die for

very important to you, and you trust him deeply. However, no one would dare to casually place another’s soul into their own consciousness

merely chuckled, offering

field, let alone the injured and fragmented soul of Faiyar, even the most robust souls would find themselves trapped once they entered. It was as if they were stepping into a cage. If Jared wanted them dead, they would have

of Maverick and Broden entered Jared’s body, intending to seize control. However,

stumbled over, expressing his concern, asking

Clifford. How about you?” Serena

a bitter smile, Clifford then turned to Jared and said, “Thank you, my friend, for your

you’ve been injured. If not treated promptly, while

for a cultivator, being unable to advance

in shock and asked, “Mr. Chadwick, are you perhaps

rare. Even more so in the depths of Demonia Mountain, alchemists

easily venture deep

have a rudimentary knowledge of

took out a silver needle, then turned to Clifford and said, “My friend, please suppress your aura for now.

nodded, and without any hesitation, he