A Man Like None Other

Zordey’s mind was buzzing as he stared at Fayzon, whose survival was still unknown. How could Jared launch Fayzon, a Tribulator cultivator, away with a single punch? This is ridiculous!

The elders of the Demon Seal Alliance were unsure of what to say, their mouths agape. Zordey gulped and didn’t dare to look straight at Jared. For a moment, no one dared to lay their eyes on Jared or speak.

Suddenly, Fayzon coughed, proving that he was still alive. Seeing that he was alive, the disciples of the Demon Seal Alliance rushed over to him and helped him up.

Fayzon’s face was pale, and there was a dent in his chest. He appeared so weak that he seemed he would die at any moment.

The Demon Seal Alliance’s disciples helped Fayzon as he walked over. Rage and confusion filled Fayzon’s eyes as he glowered at Jared.

“Kill him! Everyone kill him!” he roared with all his might before coughing out blood, becoming even weaker.

The four elders of Demon Seal Alliance had no choice but to obey Fayzon’s command and arrived before Jared in a fighting stance.

them were against Jared, a single person, the arrogance that once dominated their eyes had

surrounded by four Demon Seal

all, the four elders were only First or Second Level Tribulator cultivators. Jared’s group could handle

the battle, the four elders grimaced. They were well aware that there was

his elders were destined to fail. Thus, he set his sights on

“Mr. Leaveden, this is

Zupakie

Demonic Cultivators is the Demon Seal Alliance’s thing. I’m not getting

Zordey’s words. “If you aren’t joining, what are you and your

to watch the show? Is it illegal for me

Fayzon when the latter appeared to be on

so p*ssed off by Zordey that he coughed out another mouthful of