The Man’s Decree

Upon hearing this, Montane Daemon spat and sneered, “Who do you think you are, sparing my life?” “You should inquire about me, Montane Daemon, in the vicinity of Demonia Mountain!” Montane Daemon hoped that his reputation alone would be enough to scare off those three people.

After all, they were here to save people. If those three individuals were scared off, it couldn’t have been better.

Surprisingly, when Montane Daemon announced his name, the other party merely responded with a cold laugh, “Who is Montane Daemon? We have no idea.” “Enough with the idle talk. Let’s fight!” Jared knew that the more time they wasted, the more disadvantageous it would be for them.

“Mr. Chance, you go ahead and save the people. We can handle these three individuals!” Montane Daemon exclaimed.

He had just endured the demonic tribulation cloud, his strength rapidly increasing, and he was even capable of battling beyond his level. Hence, Montane Daemon sought to take on two opponents single-handedly.

“Let’s go together. It would be best if we could settle this quickly. If not, you all hold them off. I have a way to escape,” Jared said to Montane Daemon.

“Understood!” Montane Daemon nodded.

“Be careful!” Jared cautioned as he looked at Catina. Catina was taken aback by Jared’s concern, a feeling she had never experienced from him before. He had always treated me as a bodyguard!

Even if Catina had joined him to improve her own bloodline, so much time

gradually changing. This could probably be what they call developing feelings

Level Tribulators.” “Don’t worry, I have the Demon Flogger…” Jared drew out his Demon Flogger,

taken aback. Then, one of them said, “Who would’ve thought that the Demon Flogger of the Archaic Body cultivators would end up in your hands, Brat? Today is a good day to snatch the whip back…” After that, the aura within the three Demonic Cultivators erupted

was shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Without any hesitation, the three Demonic Cultivators made their

sky echoed with the

Demonic Cultivators faced Jared, a smirk of mockery on

the Demon Flogger, and I can promise you a swift

merely a minor cultivator at the First Level Tribulator. Do you dare to compare yourself with me, who is a Seventh Level Tribulator? Believe

cultivation level, the greater

levels behind his opponent.

beat me first before you say that…” Jared gave

I’ll grant your wish…” With a swift motion, the Demonic Cultivator conjured a sphere of dark energy in his palm. In an instant, the