A Man Like None Other

“F*ck, Mr. Vermilion. Stop messing around. If the Divine Bow gets exposed, and word gets out, I’ll be targeted by everyone.”

Jared quickly refused when he realized that Vermilion Demon Lord intended to toy with his Divine Bow.

If even a single member of the Ghost Mask Sect were to escape and spread the news about the Divine Bow in Jared’s possession, the number of people wanting to kill him would certainly increase.

“Look at your stingy demeanor. Rest assured, no one is going to get out of here alive!”

After Vermilion Demon Lord finished speaking, he promptly retrieved the Divine Bow from Jared’s Storage Ring.

“F*ck…”

Jared wore a gloomy expression, but he was powerless to stop it.

At that moment, his body was entirely under the control of Vermilion Demon Lord. All Jared could do was retreat his divine soul into the consciousness field and watch.

Maurice stared blankly as he watched Jared suddenly produce a long bow. Then, Jared drew the bow and nocked an arrow. To his surprise, five kinds of internal flame condensed into a single arrow, ablaze with fierce flames!

Whoosh!

and released five arrows into the sky. They then fell from mid-air. However, when it descended, it transformed into a dense shower of

Sect were in complete emotional turmoil

at the sky filled with a rain of arrows, they had no idea where

be scared, don’t

reality, realizing that if things continued this way,

in an instant, a dense black mist filled the air. The endless black mist swallowed up each and

all the arrows being swallowed up, a smirk instantly curved up at

of colorful lights

arrows that were devoured surprisingly pierced through the black mist and

Maurice’s words, the disciples of Ghost Mask Sect stood frozen in place, believing that

that not only did Maurice

time the disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect had reacted, countless arrows had already descended upon them, turning them into porcupines. One by one, they fell

is fun, so much

it had been

of disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect were still

the ghost masks of the deceased sect disciples, Maurice turned

whether you’re possessed by a demonic soul or not. Today, I am determined to end

sudden wave of his hand, a terrifying aura swept across like

Divine Flame Mountain was shrouded in

a mere ant. How dare you resist? Well then, allow me to send you straight to