The Man’s Decree

Meanwhile, at Violet Cloud Palace, Brad and Claus were sitting in the hall with Santiago and his wife. Hundreds of Waxing Crescent Castle disciples had surrounded the entire Violet Cloud Palace outside. At the moment, Brad had a purple robe on, and his aura continued to intensify, clearly overshadowing Santiago’s.

“Santiago, why isn’t your daughter here yet? As long as she marries my son, we will be a family. By then, you can join me to wait for the resurgence of spiritual energy together. Then, we’ll ascend to Ethereal Realm. How nice would that be,” Brad said to Santiago.

Santiago wore a grimace and responded somewhat sarcastically, “Brad, you’re the master of Waxing Crescent Castle. How can you be content with serving Evil Heart Sect as a lowly follower? Why would you want that?” “Hahaha.” Brad suddenly guffawed, completely unfazed by Santiago’s remark about him being a lowly follower.

“Let me tell you. I was already a member of Evil Heart Sect decades ago because I knew if we didn’t join Evil Heart Sect, we’d forever be trapped in this secret realm and have no hopes of ascending to the Ethereal Realm. Our goal of cultivating all our lives is to become immortal, isn’t it?

attain immortality in this restrictive secret realm? But things are different now. Spiritual energy will recover soon. By then, this world will be ours, and becoming immortal can

hands. He was infuriated, listening to Brad’s speech. He couldn’t believe he had established such a

about to attack Brad, figuring Hailey should’ve escaped far away by then, so

and send her to Waxing Crescent Castle tomorrow. As for the matter of Violet Cloud Palace joining forces with you, I’ll have to persuade Santiago about it today. You’re also aware of how stubborn he can be, so please

because this entire Gate of Thunder’s secret realm is already under my control. If you’re still obstinate tomorrow, you’ll leave me with no choice but to commit a massacre. Nevertheless, you don’t have to worry, Roanna,

provoke Brad at that moment. On the other hand, Santiago’s face flushed from anger. An urge