The Man’s Decree

“Mr. Chance, we’re well aware of that. Only members from the major demonic sects and human sects around Demonia Mountain possess VIP tokens. And as long as one has an ordinary token, one is allowed to enter the Celestial Battlefield,” said Hamish.

It was clear that they had a good understanding of the rules of the Celestial Battlefield.

“For the next few days, let’s take the opportunity to rest up. We don’t know what sort of danger awaits us in the Celestial Battlefield,” Jared said to everyone.

They nodded in response before calling it a day.

Jared locked himself up in his room where he closely examined the watch. He injected his aura into it but couldn’t find anything particularly special with the watch.

“Is this just an ordinary watch carved from gem?” As he stared at the watch, Jared fell into deep thought. He was certain that he wasn’t seeing things, for the watch hand did move just now.

budge. For the next

Jared to inform the latter that the passage to the Celestial

public to prevent gate-crashing

if a crowd were to attempt the same, they would be unstoppable, which was the reason

they were greeted by the sight of more than ten men. These

Creston Sect, Artan. He was a wiry-looking elderly man with a goatee. One could tell from the

me rernind you that once you’re inside, all the rules will no longer apply. Whether you come out alive will be up to your abilities.” The moment Artan finished, he gave his hand a wave and the roof of the grand hall gradually opened. Everyone saw clouds spinning around them as if the entire hall had been lifted into the air. Artan took the lead by leaping up, and the

the group traversed through the clouds, they saw a dimensional crack in the sky. In front of the crack stood more than ten men. They comprised of Demonic Cultivators, human cultivators, and members of

guard to prevent those who were unauthorized to sneak in.