Powerless


    “I don’t want your rubbish Demonic Cultivation.”


    Jared narrowed his eyes dangerously.


    “T-Tell me, what do you want? I can give them all to you,” Warren stammered out in fear.


    Jared sneered as his eyes drifted toward Warren’s chest. “I want the elixir field in you.”


    Right as Jared uttered that, fear manifested in Warren’s eyes.


    The elixir field was the source of energy for martial artists. Without the elixir field, the martial artist would


    be useless. Energy cultivators could recover their shattered elixir field through cultivation, but that was


    not the case for martial artists.


    Therefore, by asking for his elixir field, Jared was telling Warren that he wanted him to never be a martial


    artist for the rest of his life.


    That would be an ending worse than death for Warren.


    He was the director of the Warriors Alliance. How was he going to face those prestigious martial arts


    families if he were to lose all of his abilities?


    “Please! Please don’t do this to my elixir field. I—” Warren begged, but before he could even finish his


    sentence, Jared punched him.


    Thump!


    Jared’s punch collided against Warren’s chest. In fact, his whole fist prated Warren’s body.


    The force of the blow had gone through Warren’s Divine Safeguard.


    Crack! came the soft sound of shattering.


    Warren froze. Then, he slumped to the ground.


    Jared’s punch had shattered Warren’s elixir field.


    In a second, all of Warren’s martial energy dissipated, and he became a powerless man.


    “Y-You really shattered my elixir field…”


    Warren was as pale as a sheet.


    Jared then removed his bloody hand from Warren’s stomach. Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the


    branches that kept Warren in ce disappeared.


    Warren’s body fell to the ground with a loud thump. The aura on him was rapidly gushing out, and so was


    the blood from the wound on his chest.


    Warren tried to climb to his feet, but his few attempts were for naught. He did not even have the energy


    to stand up.


    “Kill me… Kill me!”


    Warren did not want to live anymore.


    His elixir field was shattered, and he was now powerless. There was no meaning to his life anymore.


    Warren had cultivated Demonic Cultivation because he craved more power. To many martial artists,


    power was everything.


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    Therefore, Warren was unable to ept the fact that he had turned powerless.


    “Kill you?” Jared looked at Warren coldly. “That’s too easy on you. Where’s that high and mighty attitude


    you had? Have you ever thought of this day when you took my girlfriend? Kneel before me, and I might


    consider making your death swift.”


    Warren red at Jared. “Keep dreaming! Even if I’m now powerless, you’re not worthy enough for me to


    do that. You can kill me, but I’ll never kneel before you!”


    With that, Warren widened his mouth before mping his mouth shut, about to bite on his tongue.


    He wanted to bite off his tongue and end his life, for there was no meaning to his life anymore. Living


    was now tormenting for him.


    “Are you trying to kill yourself?” Jared pped Warren hard.


    All of Warren’s teeth fell out. There was no way he would be able to bite off his tongue and end his life


    anymore.


    When Warren realized he could not even kill himself, he screamed, “Kill me! Kill me!”


    “I told you, I won’t let you die so easily.” Jared reached out to grab Warren’s hair. “Kneel.”


    “Dream on! I’ll never kneel before you!” Warren growled.


    At that, Jared lifted Warren into the air. “You’re as good as an ant to me now. You have no right to reject


    me!”


    With that said, Jared kicked Warren’s calves. After two loud cracks, Warren fell to his knees.


    He tried to struggle free from Jared, but his efforts were in vain.


    Ring!


    Right then, Warren’s phone rang.