A Man Like None Other

Upon hearing this, Montane Daemon spat and sneered, “Who do you think you are, sparing my life?” “You should inquire about me, Montane Daemon, in the vicinity of Demonia Mountain!” Montane Daemon hoped that his reputation alone would be enough to scare off those three people.

After all, they were here to save people. If those three individuals were scared off, it couldn’t have been better.

Surprisingly, when Montane Daemon announced his name, the other party merely responded with a cold laugh, “Who is Montane Daemon? We have no idea.” “Enough with the idle talk. Let’s fight!” Jared knew that the more time they wasted, the more disadvantageous it would be for them.

“Mr. Chance, you go ahead and save the people. We can handle these three individuals!” Montane Daemon exclaimed.

He had just endured the demonic tribulation cloud, his strength rapidly increasing, and he was even capable of battling beyond his level. Hence, Montane Daemon sought to take on two opponents single-handedly.

“Let’s go together. It would be best if we could settle this quickly. If not, you all hold them off. I have a way to escape,” Jared said to Montane Daemon.

“Understood!” Montane Daemon nodded.

“Be careful!” Jared cautioned as he looked at Catina. Catina was taken aback by Jared’s concern, a feeling she had never experienced from him before. He had always treated me as a bodyguard!

if Catina had joined him to improve her own bloodline, so much time had

were also gradually changing. This could probably be

and said, “Be careful yourself. Being a First Level Tribulator, it’s always challenging when you encounter Seventh or Eighth Level Tribulators.” “Don’t worry,

Jared’s hand, the three Demonic Cultivators were visibly taken aback. Then, one of them said, “Who would’ve thought that the Demon Flogger of the Archaic Body cultivators would end up in your hands, Brat? Today is

clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Without any

an instant, the entire sky echoed with the

the Demonic Cultivators faced Jared, a smirk of

hand over the Demon Flogger, and

with me, who is a Seventh Level Tribulator? Believe it or not, I could take on ten of you single-handedly.” That Demonic Cultivator didn’t take Jared seriously

cultivation level, the greater

was six minor cultivation levels behind his opponent. He could have been crushed by a single

me first

wish…” With a swift motion, the Demonic Cultivator conjured a sphere of dark energy in his palm. In an