The Man's Decree

Vermilion Demon Lord glanced down and couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Indeed, it wasn’t a pretty sight!

Upon extending his hand, Vermilion Demon Lord effortlessly seized a disciple from the Ghost Mask Sect. With a casual tug, he stripped off the disciple’s clothing!

Upon witnessing this scene, the disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect and Maurice were all taken aback!

They were clueless about what Jared was planning to do. Why was he even taking off their clothes?

Everyone instinctively quickened their pace!

Jared slipped into the clothes, and with a casual smack, he sent that disciple of the Ghost Mask Sect off to meet Hades.

“Now it’s all set, I’m going to indulge myself.

After getting dressed, all they saw was Jared raising the Dragonslayer Sword once more. Then, the sword came crashing down.

Boom! Crash!

Centered around Jared, a massive rift abruptly appeared in the sky. Within this colossal fissure, numerous pitch-black vortexes emerged!

This single stroke of the sword astonishingly tore through the void, revealing a whole new world.

Billows of aura emerged from the dark vortex!

was entirely absorbed by the Dragonslayer Sword, causing it to radiate with a

surrounding the entire Divine Flame Mountain seemed as if it had plunged into an apocalyptic state. Even the nearby

disciples of the Ghost Mask Sect were dumbfounded. Even Maurice’s

such a powerful strike

emitted

the Dragonslayer Sword. Not all auras were suitable for the cultivators of the Ethereal

inhale that kind of unsuitable aura for cultivation, not only would it be unbeneficial, but it could also cause irreversible damage to the

wasn’t worried at all. He was fervently using his Dragonslayer

Sword had absorbed the essence, the sword’s radiance

It was akin to a lifeless death energy which had

Sect began to fight back, casting spells

those who chose to

it

the force of that sword, the

Ghost Mask Sect screamed as their bodies were torn apart. There was a strong scent

of the Ghost Mask Sect met their fate. Some were cleaved

off by the sword’s light. The scene was reminiscent of a torturous inferno,

a single stroke of the sword, over twenty disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect were

before them, and

Maurice was completely flabbergasted.