The Man's Decree

In Pablo’s eyes, there was a mix of anger and timidity. And Cameron was filled with a face of confusion and incomprehension.

Ever since Pablo led Skylar and Cameron into Demon Devouring Cave, he hadn’t anticipated the rapid advancement of Skylar’s strength. Moreover, when it came to the Demonic Cultivator technique, he was self-taught.

Within Demon Devouring Cave, the stone walls all around were adorned with numerous obscure and difficult-to-understand inscriptions and illustrations. Pablo could only decipher about a tenth or so of them.

Skylar arrived, seemingly understanding more than half of what was going on as if he had always been a Demonic Cultivator.

However, Skylar was clearly Eamon’s venerable ancestor, a cultivator of the human race. Pablo could no longer defeat Skylar. At that moment, Skylar had become the leader inside Demon Devouring Cave.

Upon seeing Skylar absorbing the death energy from those corpses, Pablo was filled with both anger and fear,

He was afraid that if Skylar was displeased one day, he might end up being sucked in as well.

Cameron, however, was at a loss. He couldn’t understand how his ancestor, who had finally awakened after great difficulty, had become a Demonic Cultivator.

also practicing Demonic Cultivator

“Phew!”

from those corpses, Skylar took

familiar taste! Such

originally aged body, at that

intent, transitioning from a

that moment, he had once again returned

this wretched body, I should have already ascended to

his own body, his expression filled with

in the past, he had been

yet it limited

a living Tribulator,

had just perished would have been preferable, certainly much stronger than

“Elder Nesser, you…”

He couldn’t comprehend how his own family’s elder could utter such words

over the body of your family’s elder. Originally, I was a Demonic Cultivator, but I was gravely injured by someone and nearly lost my life. In the end, I managed to preserve a sliver of my soul remnant, which eventually found its way into the body of the elder of the Nesser family. Had I not been so weak and fragmented at that time, how could I have possibly taken over the body of a decrepit

words left

could have imagined that the elder he had been diligently following was actually a