The Man’s Decree

Upon arriving at Blood Spirit Valley, Jared found Dalton waiting for him at the entrance. Seeing the number of people Jared had brought with him, Dalton quickly approached and asked, “Mr. Chance, who are these people?”

“They are all from Soulless Hall. I encountered them on the way and brought them along. What are you doing here at the valley entrance?”

Jared couldn’t understand why Dalton was waiting at the entrance. It seemed like he was expecting someone.

“I was waiting for you, Mr. Chance,” Dalton replied.

Dalton leaned towards Jared’s ear and whispered, “Mr. Chance, the man who sold you the timepiece has arrived, and he seems quite formidable. He insists on seeing you. He might have come to reclaim the timepiece…”

Dalton assumed that the middle-aged man was there to reclaim the timepiece, so he had been waiting at the entrance to inform Jared in advance and mentally prepare him.

Upon hearing this, Jared was immediately delighted. “Where is he now?”

“He’s inside. Mr. Daemon and my master are attending to him. He’s acting very arrogantly!” Dalton exclaimed.

Ignoring Dalton, Jared ran straight into Blood Spirit Valley.

the middle-aged man was sitting on a recliner, with Montane

hint of displeasure, while Montane Daemon was utterly respectful. Upon seeing Jared’s return, both

and Montane Daemon exclaimed in unison. Upon hearing that Jared had returned, the middle-aged man

straight up to the middle-aged man and bowed respectfully. “Mr. Whalreth, I’m truly sorry to have kept you waiting for so

full of disbelief. Even Whalreth

upon meeting him now,

and said, “I did meet Mr. Hadad. It was he who saw the timepiece and guessed your

Whalreth implicitly acknowledged his own identity by saying, “Hahaha! So, it’s that old fellow! I knew there

believe that the middle-aged man standing before them, exuding the aura of the beast race, could actually be

on? Why do I sense the aura of the

Tower, my soul remnant managed to escape back to the Ethereal Realm. However, I couldn’t find a place to rest, nor could I reconstruct a physical body. In the end, I had no choice but to inhabit the body of a beast race cultivator. If my soul were exposed for a long period of time, there’s a high chance it could scatter and dissipate. If that happens, I might truly disappear

a beast race

Please forgive me!” Montane Daemon exclaimed as he fell to his knees before Whalreth with a

that moment, he no longer harbored any doubts about Whalreth’s identity, especially since Whalreth had just demonstrated the