The Man's Decree

Chapter 4194 I Do Not Need It

“It can’t be, it just can’t be. If you were only a Sixth Level Tribulator, how could you possibly possess such power?” Vincent didn’t believe a word of what Kai said.

The notion that a minor Sixth Level Tribulator could incapacitate over a dozen alchemists, who were Eighth and Ninth Level Tribulators, was simply unbelievable.

“Believe it or not, it’s up to you, but there’s no way you’re leaving this place alive today.”

After Kai finished speaking, the golden dragon above his head let out a roar, heading straight toward Vincent.

At that point, Vincent was already terrified out of his wits, not daring to resist any further. Seeing that Kai was about to take action, he turned and ran.

He was solely focused on preserving his life, utterly unconcerned about maintaining any form of dignity.

If anyone were to witness this scene featuring a Sixth Level Tribulator hunting down an Ultimate Realm cultivator, it would indeed be quite embarrassing.

Vincent couldn’t care less. He was desperately running for his life. At that moment, he also released the cloaking formation he had set up.

“Mr. Dupont!” Just as Vincent turned to flee, the middle-aged alchemist who was originally left behind to concoct the detoxification pill arrived with reinforcements.

Seeing his subordinates arrive, Vincent anxiously shouted, “Stop him! Stop him!”

the others immediately leaped

the other hand, breathed a quiet sigh of relief. As long as someone stopped

as the middle-aged alchemist led his men toward

next second, light blotted out the

the middle-aged alchemist and his companions were directly

out after he saw that, causing him to collapse

hand, pointed it at Vincent. His eyes were filled with

do whatever you say. I could

head of the Dupont family and a cultivator in the Ultimate Realm, he found himself in the humbling position of begging for

care. His only wish was to stay alive. As long as he was

to expose anyone,” Kai said, his voice icy cold. “I can offer you all of the resources from the Dupont family. I’m even willing to submit to the Zeever family. All I ask is that you

moment, Vincent’s face had turned deathly pale,

the void in his heart, the toxin within his body had

your sights on my Divine Cauldron, your fate

was sent flying straight off. Even his

imagined that the matter he assumed was in the bag would end up

have dared to lead his men to

it was