A Man Like None Other

“Since you’re impatient, let me end your life first,” Jared said, looking at the impatient Demonic Cultivator.

“F*ck! You sure know how to brag. I-” The impatient Demonic Cultivator didn’t believe that Jared could kill him.

However, he suddenly stopped before he could finish his sentence. Following that, a painful grimace appeared on his face as he clutched his head tightly.

“Ow! My head hurts so much. It feels like my spiritual sense is being devoured…” he howled in anguish before collapsing to the ground.

The other four Demonic Cultivators were startled, staring at their fallen comrade in disbelief. Soon, the Demonic Cultivator stopped struggling, and his eyes became vacant as he turned into a walking corpse.

His spiritual sense in his consciousness field had been completely consumed by the parasitic silkworm.

“W-What?” The remaining Demonic Cultivators were dumbfounded. They stared at Jared and retreated in fear. They couldn’t figure out how Jared had taken action. After all, they had him surrounded and didn’t see him move an inch.

despicable of you!” Observing the fallen Demonic Cultivator, Dimas knew that Jared had silently poisoned the other party, causing their spiritual sense to

poison, the three Demonic Cultivators

wanted, so we have nothing to do

to fight to his death. Seeing that, the remaining two Demonic Cultivators exchanged a look and escaped as

was

astounded by the

the upper hand, but the rest had escaped, leaving him

aloud, but it was

Dimas felt a deep sense of frustration. He had hoped that reaching out to the Demonic Cultivators urgently would

it would come to this, he

in different locations. Dimas, growing impatient, had reached out to several Demonic Cultivators along his path. Now, they were preoccupied with their own escape and paid little

have anything against each other. There’s no need for us to battle to our deaths. Moreover, Bloodroot Peak and Blood Spirit Valley share a common lineage.