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.

Faiyar, evoking a feeling as if he

very important to you, and you trust him deeply. However, no one would dare to casually place another’s soul into their own consciousness field. If the other party harbors ill intentions, takes control of your

chuckled, offering no

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,

body, intending to seize control. However, they were effortlessly slain

concern, asking Serena, “Serena, are you

How about you?”

a bitter smile, Clifford then turned

at Clifford and said, “You’re too kind. I see you’ve been injured. If not treated promptly, while

instantly filled with terror when he heard that. It was important to note that, for a

and asked, “Mr.

Ethereal Realm, alchemists were extremely rare. Even more so in the depths of

high cultivation levels, so they wouldn’t easily venture deep into Demonia Mountain. It

a rudimentary knowledge

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

nodded, and without