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!

its full extent and released five arrows into the sky. They then fell from

the Ghost Mask Sect were in complete emotional turmoil at that

sky filled with a rain of arrows, they had no

scared,

finally snapped back to reality, realizing that if things continued this way, they would

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

the arrows being swallowed up, a smirk instantly

even boast, a myriad of colorful lights suddenly flickered within the

devoured surprisingly pierced through the

hearing Maurice’s words, the disciples of Ghost Mask Sect stood frozen

could have known that not only did Maurice fail to stop it, he

the Ghost Mask Sect had reacted, countless arrows had already

so much fun…”

many years it had been since he

only a handful of the dozens of disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect were still

at the ghost masks of the

whether you’re possessed by a demonic soul or not.

a sudden wave of his hand, a

Divine Flame Mountain

ant. How dare you resist? Well then,