A Man Like None Other

The Fifth Level Tribulator thought that made sense. He frowned slightly, asking, “You’re Jared, the one targeted by the Demon Seal Alliance?” “Yes, that’s me. If you end my life, you’ll be rewarded with a century’s worth of offerings from the Demon Seal Alliance.” Surprisingly, Jared affirmed without a moment’s hesitation.

This bold admission left everyone present perplexed. They couldn’t fathom why Jared would be bold enough to openly confess.

Does he not know that by admitting it, he’s essentially dead meat?

As a mere Third Level Tribulator among many formidable cultivators, his audacity seemed reckless.

“Very well, since you’ve admitted it, you’ve left me no choice,” the Fifth Level Tribulator declared coldly. “I’d rather eliminate the wrong person than let this golden opportunity slip through my fingers!” With resolve in his eyes, he wasted no time in taking action against Jared.

With a swift motion, he aimed his palm at Jared, believing that the vast gap in their levels would ensure Jared’s swift demise.

However, in a surprising turn of events, as he launched his attack, Jared reacted with lightning speed. Meeting the strike head-on, Jared’s palm shot out, delivering a devastating blow before the Fifth Level Tribulator could react.

Thwack!

The force of Jared’s counterattack was overwhelming. With a thunderous impact, the Fifth Level Tribulator was propelled backward, hurtling through the air until he crashed heavily onto the ground before the stunned onlookers.

a mouthful

a remnant of his soul attempted to flee the confines of the

mere flick of Jared’s finger, a sinister blaze of demonic fire

through the air as the flames

of fate, not only did his mortal form meet its end, but even

horrifying spectacle unfolded before their eyes, the other cultivators aboard the airship stood frozen in shock, their disbelief

wildest dreams could they have envisioned such a scene: a mere Third Level Tribulator effortlessly killing

That’s just ridiculous!

the hushed

Seal Alliance’s bounty, make your move now,” he declared, his voice cutting through the tense silence

the weight of Jared’s stern stare, many of the cultivators lowered their heads

why the Demon Seal Alliance had set such a generous reward for Jared’s demise, despite his comparatively modest

to intimidate the cultivators into submission, Jared made his way

any longer, these people had come seeking him, and he