The Man's Decree

In the entire Ethereal Realm, self-interest was paramount. No one would take them in, so there was nowhere for them to obtain the resources.

Without resources, cultivation would be impossible, and one’s strength would remain stagnant. In this way, they would gradually be eliminated.

“Harlan, I’ve already acknowledged you as the sect leader. Are you still determined to wipe us all out?” asked Gael, his eyes widening.

“Mr. Ortiz, you’re accusing me. Didn’t I spare both you and your daughter? As for the others, they conspired with the Demonic Cultivators. The Violet Flame Sect simply cannot tolerate such actions. Moreover, this rule has been established since the inception of the Violet Flame Sect. Our ancestors from the Violet Flame Sect were known for being the greatest hater of the Demonic Cultivators. I didn’t do anything wrong by acting this way, did I?” replied Harlan nonchalantly.

At this point, Gael found himself at a loss for words. After all, he didn’t know what was going on.

Although he trusted that Dario and his group wouldn’t possibly conspire with the Ghost Mask Sect, Harlan had slandered them. They were unable to prove their innocence.

“Harlan, the truth is as clear as day and night. Who exactly colluded with the Ghost Mask Sect? Do you dare to swear on it?” scolded an elder from Gael’s faction furiously.

in his

an impudent little

speaking, the flame aura surged

backward, blood spilling from his mouth. His body was covered

“Harlan…”

fists were clenched tight, yet he refrained from

decisions. However, you must be reasonable and act with evidence. You accused Dario and the

“Evidence?”

hand is the proof. If I say that they’re conspiring with the Ghost Mask

brandishing the Divine Flame Seal with such arrogance, Gael knew that they would definitely be chased out of

his spiritual sense never fully recovered. Otherwise, he might

sides were to

situation. Other sects would certainly take advantage of the weakness

far with his bullying. We should

them. This

you can compete with me? You’re not