The Man’s Decree

Jared’s words had directly provoked Ilias!

“Hmph, how could I possibly fear a mere remnant of a soul? However, don’t delude yourself into thinking you’re clever. Once I obtain the Savior Stone and the fire sacred bead, I’ll come back to finish you off… After Ilias finished speaking, he walked directly toward the light.

He paid no heed to the man’s warning.

After all, the other party was merely a remnant of a soul, not even worthy of being called that, but just a wisp of lingering regret guarding the Savior Stone.

Ilias was quite confident. As a cultivator at the Ninth Level of Tribulation, how could he fear a mere remnant of a soul?

When Jared saw Ilias heading toward the light curtain, a glint of surprise and delight flashed in his eyes. The Dragonslayer Sword suddenly appeared in his hand as he prepared to strike at any moment.

“Those who trespass shall be shown no mercy…. The man once again threatened Ilias.

However, Ilias hardly cared about the threat from a remnant of a soul.

Ilias, brimming with confidence, stepped into the curtain of light and bent down to pick up the fire sacred bead.

light curtain, Jared

absolutely no movement from Ilias, and the man did not launch any attack

dumbfounded. Hadn’t it been agreed that

big. Considering you were trying to protect the Savior Stone, I won’t destroy you. You should leave on your own

remained still, his icy

of a

attack. That left Jared utterly dumbfounded! What’s going on? Why was l attacked while

I bullied because I was only a cultivator

this man doesn’t intervene, Ilias, armed with the Savior Stone, will definitely kill me. I’m no match

a man? A real man’s word is his bond, as unchangeable as a

sneak in through the back door? A cultivator at the Ninth Level of Tribulation managed to scare you? From what I see, you don’t seem to have much strength. In the

just stand by and watch Ilias walk out of the

I’ll show you if I am a real man or not. A radiance emanated from the man’s body Immediately after, his hands transformed into swords, slashing

gaze was as cold as ice A divine