Zordey’s mind was buzzing as he stared at Fayzon, whose survival was still unknown. How could Jared


    launch Fayzon, a Tribtor cultivator, away with a single punch? This is ridiculous!


    The elders of the Demon Seal Alliance were unsure of what to say, their mouths agape. Zordey gulped


    and didn’t dare to look straight at Jared. For a moment, no one dared toy their eyes on Jared or speak.


    Suddenly, Fayzon coughed, proving that he was still alive. Seeing that he was alive, the disciples of the


    Demon Seal Alliance rushed over to him and helped him up.


    Fayzon’s face was pale, and there was a dent in his chest. He appeared so weak that he seemed he


    would die at any moment.


    The Demon Seal Alliance’s disciples helped Fayzon as he walked over. Rage and confusion filled


    Fayzon’s eyes as he glowered at Jared.


    “Kill him! Everyone kill him!” he roared with all his might before coughing out blood, bing even


    weaker.


    The four elders of Demon Seal Alliance had no choice but to obey Fayzon’smand and arrived


    before Jared in a fighting stance.


    Even though four of them were against Jared, a single person, the arrogance that once dominated their


    eyes had been reced by wariness.


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    When Renault and Montane Daemon noticed Jared was surrounded by four Demon Seal Alliance elders,


    they joined in as well.


    Though it was three against four, Jared’s group wasn’t afraid. After all, the four elders were only First or


    Second Level Tribtor cultivators. Jared’s group could handle them.


    Seeing that even Renault and Montane Daemon had participated in the battle, the four elders grimaced.


    They were well aware that there was no chance of them winning against Jared’s group.


    Upon witnessing that situation, Fayzon could also tell his elders were destined to fail. Thus, he set his


    sights on Zordey. “Aren’t you going tomand your family’s expert to help out, Zordey?”


    Zordey swiftly shook his head. “Mr. Leaveden, this is a matter between the


    Demon Seal Alliance and Jared. The Zupakie family has nothing to do with this.


    Besides, wiping out Demonic Cultivators is the Demon Seal Alliance’s thing. I’m not getting involved in


    this.”


    The scene of Jared punching Fayzon earlier had spooked Zordey. Fayzon was naturally enraged by


    Zordey’s words. “If you aren’t joining, what are you and your family’s Tribtor cultivators here for?”


    “Can’t I bring my people here to watch the show? Is it illegal for me to do so?”


    Zordey no longer feared Fayzon when thetter appeared to be on the verge of death.


    Fayzon was so p*ssed off by Zordey that he coughed out another mouthful of blood.


    “Jared, I only brought my people here to watch the show. I’ve no interest in standing in your way. Just


    forget what I said on the spirit ship.” Zordey retreated with his family’s Tribtor cultivators and stood


    with the other cultivators.


    The wandering cultivators, who had nned to eliminate the Demonic


    Cultivators with the Demon Seal Alliance, also retreated.


    Fayzon had summoned over a hundred cultivators to help him. Yet, at that moment, only a dozen people


    from the Demon Seal Alliance were left to face Jared’s group.


    Jared smirked at Zordey’s attitude. It seems he’s not an idiot and knows how to read the situation. I know


    strength is what matters in Ethereal Realm. If I hadn’t disyed my overwhelming strength, those one-


    hundred-plus cultivators would’ve ughtered us.


    Fayzon was somewhat dumbfounded. There was no way his small Demon Seal Alliance group could


    defeat Jared’s party. After all, Montane Daemon was a


    Third Level Tribtor cultivator, making him the most powerful among all