“This lot… The strongest among them is barely a First Level Tribulator. Too weak, just way too weak…” Jaxon scoffed, his tone dripping with arrogance.

The people of Rock Village looked at him in awe, their admiration evident in their eyes. The attention made Jaxon feel incredibly pleased with himself.

“D*mn it, Jaxon! These guys were supposed to be my kills!” Cassian glared at Jaxon, clearly annoyed.

Those Demon Seal Alliance lackeys were supposed to boost his reputation, yet Jaxon swooped in and stole the show.

“Well, who’s to blame for being too slow?” Jaxon smirked.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Cassian was fuming. If it weren’t for Jaxon, the people of Rock Village would be worshipping him right now!

“All right, all right,” Jared cut in. “The Demon Seal Alliance will definitely send more people. If you guys are so eager to show off, just wait here.”

The moment Jared spoke, the bickering stopped immediately.

And just as he predicted, wave after wave of Demon Seal Alliance members began arriving at Rock Village. After all, everyone wanted to capture the Demonic Cultivator and earn some merit for themselves.

northern region, a place where Demonic Cultivators were rare. Except for the group in the extreme northern territories, demon cultivators were practically nonexistent

that one had appeared in Rock Village, every ambitious Demon

prepared. Each group that arrived at Rock Village was wiped out just as quickly as they

village was covered in the bloodied remains of Demon

two deaths were alike. Each was more gruesome than

the village square, watching the slaughter like it

the people of Rock Village were totally used

Alliance headquarters, Talcott was busy calculating the resources collected

had lost an entire century’s worth of resources, leaving them in a desperate situation. Tenth Hall was constantly demanding more resources, and

ordered his subordinates to seize whatever

it, what’s going on today? Why won’t my

an uneasy feeling creeping over

A man who could kill and bring someone back to life at will-how

someone’s bringing in some resources,” Talcott muttered to himself. “No

to shake off his bad feeling, an elder walked in. “Mr. Lefterov, there’s been a sighting of a Demonic Cultivator in the northern

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