The Man’s Decree

Hyrum was gripped by fear. He had come to the staggering realization that he was outclassed by Jared in both strength and mastery of poison. If this drags on, I won’t be able to save myself, much less kill him!

Glancing at Xanthus, he observed the intense battle between Xanthus and Misho. The two were evenly matched, both being Sixth Level Tribulators. Hyrum estimated that it would take some time before a clear victor emerged.

Meanwhile, his subordinates were struggling in combat with the other cultivators.

The unity among this group of cultivators caught him off guard. His previous ambushes on human cultivators had always succeeded because most would selfishly flee when faced with a group confrontation.

However, it seemed things had turned south this time.

Simultaneously, the distant roars of silver tigers reached Hyrum’s ears. The prospect of these silver tigers joining the fray made any hope of escape seem futile.

retreat immediately!” Hyrum shouted, swiftly turning and

found themselves at a significant disadvantage, and their only option was to withdraw and bide their time for

too, frowned. He hadn’t expected a mere human exploration team to include a Sixth Level Tribulator expert like Misho. The idea of a tactical

conserving our strength takes precedence now. We’ll seek another chance to

began to pull back while continuing to fight. Hyrum, in particular, discarded all hesitation, desperately

His figure blurred

assumed that his familiarity with the terrain in Mount Crimson would allow him to easily shake off Jared. However, he soon realized that, regardless of his efforts to escape,

grudges against each other, so why are you so persistent in pursuing me?

too far, and I’ll fight back!” Hyrum pleaded while running, hoping

your plan has failed,

skills. Since you’re so insistent,