As the eight streaks of sword energy descended before Jared, they coalesced into human forms, eight cultivators, each with a sword case strapped to their back. Jared’s frown deepened.

“The Eight Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain?” Fraser‘s expression darkened as recognition struck him.

“You know them?” Jared asked, his gaze never leaving the swordsmen.

“Of course. Years ago, the Eight Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain were infamous, formidable warriors, but unfortunately, they were Demonic Cultivators. Rumor had it they were hunted down and ultimately slain by a powerful expert. I can’t believe they’re still alive… And judging by their aura, they’ve only grown stronger!” Fraser said, his voice laced with disbelief.

Jared took a step forward, asking, “Gentlemen, we have no enmity between us. What brings you here?”

The leader of the group, Rostam, stepped forward, his eyes cold and unreadable. “We are from Four Hell Palace. Mr. Montes has ordered your death.”

Fraser’s eyes widened in shock. “The Eight Swordsmen, renowned for their tough characters, serving under Four Hell Palace? Aren’t swordsmen supposed to never bow to anyone?”

Jared was momentarily stunned. He hadn’t expected the eight black-clad cultivators trailing behind Stefan to be the legendary Eight Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain.

He had to admit, Four Hell Palace was indeed formidable, especially Stefan. Commanding the loyalty of such powerful individuals was no small feat.

Turning to Fraser, Jared asked, “Can you handle these eight?”

at Jared. “If you think I’m dead weight, just say it outright.

not what I

trying to get rid of me. Maybe you want me out of the way so you can claim more of Twilight Imperial

if Fraser lived, Twilight Imperial City

Orion and the

what about us?”

thoughtful. Although Orion and his companions had also reached the Immortal Realm, their strength

shifted toward Ararat

one. This won’t be an easy fight,” Ararat

recovered. Here, in the Land of Finale, they relied on the celestial crystals Jared provided just to keep their power

about you

“Let’s give it

forward. “Jared, as swordsmen, we don’t believe in overwhelming the weak with numbers. How about a one-on-one duel between you

a brow. “You

“Yes, a sword

“Fine, but don’t come crying when you

one crying!” Rostam shot

speaking,

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