The Man’s Decree

“I don’t want to ride your divine turtle. If I need one, I can just tame another.” Montane Daemon shook his head.

Montane Daemon’s right. Someone as powerful as him certainly can tame another divine turtle without much effort if the

spirit ship sinks. I suppose that’s why he released that one. Confused, Jared asked, “In that case, why are you stopping

us?”

“I want to know who you learned Sacred Light Fist from,” questioned Montane Daemon with a serious expression.

“I learned it from an expert,” answered Jared. He didn’t explicitly mention Whalreth’s name because many people hated

demons in the Ethereal Realm. If he said he had cultivated with a demon, it would incur unnecessary misunderstandings.

Montane Daemon followed up with another question, “Which expert?”

“That’s…” Jared hesitated.

“Why are you asking so many questions? He isn’t obliged to reveal who taught him that technique.” Quinley frowned

slightly. Can’t Montane Daemon see Jared doesn’t want to say it? Why does he keep pressing for an answer?

Montane Daemon kept staring at Jared. “Your Sacred Light Fist is pure and powerful,

according to what I know, Whalreth was destroyed

That’s why no one can unleash such

nowadays.”

Jared grew quiet for a moment. Then, he

learned Sacred

was astonished to learn that. “That’s impossible! Elder

said something he

said and frowned. “Elder Whalreth?

of

Daemon nodded. “That’s right. I am a Demonic

kinds of techniques so that I could change my aura on a whim.

I’m a demon. However, because of that, my growth has

at Demonia Mountain, hoping I can one day clear my lineage’s name. Elder Whalreth has been dead

disciples and grand-disciples who met him before are all dead.

you Sacred Light

was telling the truth because it was too

soul remnant inside Pentacarna Tower within

In return, he taught me Sacred