The Man’s Decree

“Are you upset?” Jared asked coldly.

“Verily!” Phaethon’s eyes widened in defiance. I will grant you an opportunity,” Jared replied frostily. “We can engage in a fight. If you win, I’ll allow you to leave. But if you lose, you can only imagine the consequences.”

Phaethon was taken aback by the offer. “Are you serious?” He found it hard to believe that Jared would have the audacity to challenge him and then let him go if he won.

“Of course. With the condition that you win,” Jared replied with a nod.

Phaethon burst into laughter. “Well, aren’t you arrogant? You’re only at Fourth Level Body Fusion Realm, and you have the audacity to make such a proposition! Do you truly believe that old man is still possessing you?”

His aura burst forth. The injuries he suffered were superficial, so he wasn’t in danger.

Phaethon reasoned that Jared’s prior competence at the treasure trove was due to the presence of the elder of the Archaic Body cultivators within his body. Now that they were no longer connected, Phaethon believed Jared wouldn’t be able to match his strength.

let out an icy snort, and the fire nascence blossomed and burst out of his body. He

The kick landed squarely on Phaethon, sending him flying backward for several hundred meters.

Phaethon growled as he got to his feet. A menacing glint filled Phaethon’s eyes as he wiped away

the temperature soared as it approached. As the radiant light closed in on him, Jared swiftly waved his

the sword’s power, causing three brilliant

terrifying sound that reverberated in the air. The fabric of the void ruptured, and amidst the chaos, Phaethon

Boom, boom, boom!

to cave in, creating numerous fissures. Dust and debris billowed

as potent as

satisfied with the strength of this attack. Jared couldn’t help but feel disappointed as he remembered the exceptional

witnessing that level of power had left him longing for

like were worried about him. Phaethon, despite his severe injuries, remained a formidable cultivator at Ninth Level Body