The Man's Decree

The Fifth Level Tribulator thought that made sense. He frowned slightly, asking, “You’re Jared, the one targeted by the Demon Seal Alliance?”

“Yes, that’s me. If you end my life, you’ll be rewarded with a century’s worth of offerings from the Demon Seal Alliance.” Surprisingly, Jared affirmed without a moment’s hesitation.

This bold admission left everyone present perplexed. They couldn’t fathom why Jared would be bold enough to openly confess.

Does he not know that by admitting it, he’s essentially dead meat?

As a mere Third Level Tribulator among many formidable cultivators, his audacity seemed reckless.

“Very well, since you’ve admitted it, you’ve left me no choice,” the Fifth Level Tribulator declared coldly. “I’d rather eliminate the wrong person than let this golden opportunity slip through my fingers!”

With resolve in his eyes, he wasted no time in taking action against Jared.

With a swift motion, he aimed his palm at Jared, believing that the vast gap in their levels would ensure Jared’s swift demise.

his attack, Jared reacted with lightning speed. Meeting the strike head-on, Jared’s palm shot out, delivering a devastating blow

Thwack!

the Fifth Level Tribulator was propelled backward, hurtling through the air until he crashed heavily onto the ground before

a

demise, a remnant of his soul attempted to flee the confines

finger, a sinister blaze of demonic fire erupted, ensnaring

chilling wails echoed through the air as the flames devoured the

its end, but even his soul was consumed by the relentless inferno, extinguishing any hope of redemption or

eyes, the other cultivators aboard the airship stood frozen

dreams could they have envisioned such a scene: a mere Third Level Tribulator effortlessly killing a formidable Fifth Level adversary with

That’s just ridiculous!

swept over the hushed crowd, his demeanor unyielding and cold. “If any of you still desire to claim the Demon Seal Alliance’s bounty, make your move now,” he declared, his voice cutting through the

many of the

moment, they comprehended why the Demon Seal Alliance had set such a generous

to intimidate the cultivators into submission, Jared

people had come seeking him, and he was prepared to

and his group were probably no match

worn thin. His voice carried a chilling edge as he said to Dillon, “Hand him over,