The Man's Decree

Soon, Jared found himself once again engulfed by a massive flame vortex!

Maurice, upon witnessing the situation, was almost driven to the brink of fury. These flame vortexes were originally meant to hinder Jared and prevent him from escaping at will.

But now, it became Jared’s protective charm. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jared gazed at the swirling flames around him, finding himself unexpectedly drawn to them at that moment. The flame vortex was simply perfection.

Using the flame vortex as his cover, Jared started to cultivate his skills while making his escape.

Maurice could only watch helplessly, not daring to come any closer. The massive pull of the flame vortex threatened to suck him in.

Now, he had to endure the assault of the flames on his body while also dodging the flame vortex that appeared from time to time.

The ghost masks surrounding Maurice had already reached their peak of rotation.

“Ah!” Maurice bellowed in fury, He could only watch as Jared drifted further and further away from him.

As an expert of the Ultimate Realm, he was outplayed by Jared, a mere Fourth Level Tribulator. Maurice was so frustrated that he felt like he was on the verge of spitting blood.

enough, Jared’s figure vanished entirely within the flame vortex,

his physical discomfort, he continued to search in

sign of Jared. The ghost mask by his side had

mask, Maurice’s body simply couldn’t

other choice, Maurice could only

magma river, Maurice was in a state of utter

brought with him were all slaughtered, and despite his relentless pursuit, he didn’t manage

this were to get out, who would

the Ultimate Realm, he couldn’t

it even if

truth. Maurice was starting to regret ever

elders come over, he initially wanted to gain some merit. Once the Ghost Mask Sect wiped out

he couldn’t kill Jared, he

magma

to get this done without

silence, Maurice’s eyes suddenly flashed with

swarmed toward him. At the same time, these ghost masks let