A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

As the eight streaks of sword energy descended before Jared, they coalesced into human forms, eight cultivators, each with a sword case strapped to their back. Jared’s frown deepened.

“The Eight Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain?” Fraser‘s expression darkened as recognition struck him.

“You know them?” Jared asked, his gaze never leaving the swordsmen.

“Of course. Years ago, the Eight Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain were infamous, formidable warriors, but unfortunately, they were Demonic Cultivators. Rumor had it they were hunted down and ultimately slain by a powerful expert. I can’t believe they’re still alive… And judging by their aura, they’ve only grown stronger!” Fraser said, his voice laced with disbelief.

Jared took a step forward, asking, “Gentlemen, we have no enmity between us. What brings you here?”

The leader of the group, Rostam, stepped forward, his eyes cold and unreadable. “We are from Four Hell Palace. Mr. Montes has ordered your death.”

Fraser’s eyes widened in shock. “The Eight Swordsmen, renowned for their tough characters, serving under Four Hell Palace? Aren’t swordsmen supposed to never bow to anyone?”

Jared was momentarily stunned. He hadn’t expected the eight black-clad cultivators trailing behind Stefan to be the legendary Eight Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain.

He had to admit, Four Hell Palace was indeed formidable, especially Stefan. Commanding the loyalty of such powerful individuals was no small feat.

Turning to Fraser, Jared asked, “Can you handle these eight?”

think I’m dead weight, just say it outright. No need to go about

“That‘s not what

did you mean? Because it sure sounds like you’re trying to get rid of me. Maybe you want me out of the way so you can claim more of

speechless. Even if Fraser lived, Twilight

respond, Orion and the others

what about

the Immortal Realm, their

gaze shifted toward Ararat

Chance, it’s eight against one. This won’t

celestial crystals Jared provided just to keep their power from waning. Even their daily sparring sessions with Jared

you two?” Jared

nodded. “Let’s give it

to handle the swordsmen, Rostam suddenly stepped forward. “Jared, as swordsmen,

a brow. “You

nodded. “Yes, a sword

chuckled. “Fine, but don’t come crying when you

be the one crying!” Rostam

speaking,