The Man’s Decree

The Skywolf Sect members hesitated to make any abrupt movements within the white mist as the boundary between reality and illusion became increasingly blurred for them.

“Kyan, you need to figure out a solution. None of us dares to move,” someone shouted anxiously.

“Yeah, I’m afraid to make any moves. There’s someone in front of me, but I’m not sure if it’s a hallucination.” “Who’s attacking me! Are you blind?” “Sorry, I thought it was just an illusion.” “I can’t see anything! The mist is too thick…” The Skywolf Sect members started clamoring, causing Kyan to furrow his brow.

He realized that he needed to dispel the mist first. Otherwise, they would remain trapped.

With a cold glint in his eyes, Kyan took out a delicately crafted small gourd from his pocket. This gourd was adorned with a peculiar flower engraving.

He clapped his hands and chanted an incantation, causing the small gourd to emit a radiant light and expand in size.

gourd reached the size of a water bucket, Kyan opened it. A vigorous suction force emerged, swiftly

watching the gourd radiate divine light

been wandering around

cultivator emitting the aura of a Sixth Level Tribulator. Following that, Kyan shifted his

that the real powerhouse

be divine

opponent remains indifferent, they must be prepared. We can’t act recklessly,” Kyan cautioned

had thoughtlessly charged into the white mist earlier, resulting in the death of several of their members. Now, caution was necessary. Since their opponents weren’t reacting

from the Skywolf Sect don’t want to be enemies with you. Please

seemed like a puppet. Yet, his aura continued to spread out endlessly, seemingly warning the