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.

a surprising turn of events, as he launched his attack, Jared reacted with lightning speed. Meeting the strike head-on, Jared’s palm shot out, delivering

Thwack!

Tribulator was propelled

momentarily before he spat out a mouthful of blood, his life extinguished

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

of demonic fire erupted, ensnaring

the flames devoured the

its end, but even his soul was consumed by

their eyes, the other cultivators aboard the airship stood frozen in shock, their disbelief palpable in

scene: a mere Third Level Tribulator effortlessly killing a

That’s just ridiculous!

gaze 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

of Jared’s stern stare, many

Demon Seal Alliance had set such a generous reward for Jared’s demise, despite his comparatively modest cultivation

intimidate the cultivators into submission, Jared made his

he couldn’t evade the confrontation any longer, these people had come seeking him, and he was prepared

his group were probably no

carried a chilling edge as he said to Dillon, “Hand him