Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade

Chapter 1068 Death

“Y-You despicable man! When did you poison me?” Barry clutched his chest, feeling some kind of power continuously eroding his heart. That sensation was like he would stop breathing and die at any moment.

He was under the assumption that he held an absolute advantage in that fight. Little did he expect he would fall for Hadriel’s trickery in the end. Hence, there was no way Barry could accept that turn of events without getting enraged.

While he could endure the pain that the poison inflicted on his body, he couldn’t stop his Mortal Force from continuously draining away. No matter what he did, he couldn’t halt the loss of his Mortal Force,

In just a couple of minutes, Barry felt his Mortal Force was almost entirely depleted. He could barely stand with the last vestiges of his energy as he maintained his posture with incredible difficulty.

Seeing Barry coughing up blood, Hadriel grinned even more radiantly and spoke smugly. “Barry, so what if you have the strength of a second-phase Grandmaster? Only death awaits those who dare to defy my orders. If you wish to live, yield to me and obey my arrangements. Otherwise, you will die!”

eyes full of fear when they looked at Hadriel. They were initially reluctant to submit

easily subdued Barry, who was significantly stronger than, them, they couldn’t help but fear

to look closely, one could see his legs shaking uncontrollably, and he might collapse onto the floor at

tactics. Because of your vile character, you are far inferior

narrowed his eyes. His urge to murder Barry had reached its limit. Even if Barry chose to bow down to him at that

told he was beneath Slade. I’m clearly better than Slade in all aspects, so why do others keep saying I’m inferior to him? Slade, that good- for-nothing younger brother of mine, is just a third-phase Master. On the other hand, I’ve become a Grandmaster at thirty years old. My talent is unmatched in the secret world, completely overshadowing Slade’s. Still, Dad focused all his attention on Slade, teaching him how to manage the sect and the art of interacting with others and handling matters. Dad had always shown his gentle side to Slade, yet he would

increasingly icy. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Barry, brandishing a glinting

without hesitation. A sense of satisfaction surged within Hadriel as

dagger out and stabbing Barry again. Blood splattered

you mention how I’m inferior to my good-for-nothing brother? Why don’t you elaborate further? Go on!