The Man’s Decree

Montane Daemon immediately knew what Jared was astonished by and smiled faintly. “Mr. Chance, I frequently change my aura and control my cultivation when I’m out and about. If I don’t do this, I’ll expose my identity. My aura is ever-changing, but they’re always weaker than my original one. Only my true aura is much more powerful. Since I’m on Demonia Mountain right now, I have no need to conceal my aura. What you’re seeing right now is my true strength.”

His explanation enlightened Jared. I thought he raised his cultivation by several levels in such a short time.

“Are you here in Creston Sect to discuss something too, Mr. Daemon?” asked Dalton.

“I am. Since the prominent demons from Demonia Mountain are gathered here, I came, too.” Montane Daemon smiled.

“Head inside, then, Mr. Daemon. My master has already gone in.”

“Why didn’t you guys enter?”

“Creston Sect has a new rule. Because Mr. Chance and his companions aren’t demons, we can’t bring them in. My master asked us to show Mr. Chance and his companions around. Since we’re on Demonia Mountain, we have to do our part as hosts.”

cocky, huh? Well, I’m going to see what’s going on. I don’t care what rule I’m breaking. I’m taking

moment, he appeared to be eager to fight the

“I’m fine with strolling

Chance. Even if other people can’t enter the Celestial Battlefield, you definitely will. I’ll see to it. If Solavar dares to make a

you, Mr. Daemon.” Jared smiled. Upon bidding Montane Daemon goodbye, Jared and

discovered a lively spot with many

are kept inside. All of them can be sold or

“Sure!” Jared nodded.

was interested in the Demonic Cultivators’

its vastness. Jared speculated that a spatial magecraft was at play, given the stark