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    Stephen gave a cold, dismissiveugh.


    In Ethereal Realm, many were selfish and untrustworthy, let alone the cultivators of Demonia Mountain.


    Given that Clifford actually dared to trust others easily, he truly deserved to be deceived.


    All Stephen and the others cared about was Jared. All they needed to do was to hand Jared over to


    Demon Seal Alliance.


    At this point, they did not want any unexpectedplications from assisting Clifford in killing Faiyar.


    After Trystan and the others had left, Stephen slowly made his way to Jared.


    “Kid, your Disguising Technique is impressive. It looks just like the real thing. However, no matter how


    well you hide yourself, we still managed to find you, didn’t we?” Stephen said with a snigger.


    “So what if I’m discovered?” Jared asked nonchntly.


    “What can you possibly do now?” he taunted. “You’re trapped in my arcane array, with no choice but to


    surrender. Once you do, I can exchange you for the hundred-year offering from Demon Seal Alliance.”


    When Stephen fantasized about the hundred- year offering of Demon Seal Alliance, he was filled with


    joy.


    “Me, trapped?”


    Jared’s lips curled into a smirk.


    “You’re too naive if you think this little arcane array can hold me,” Jared said as he gently pressed his


    hand against the arcane array.


    Suddenly, ripples surged within the void, followed by streaks of golden light flickering. The arcane array


    copsed in an instant, just like a shattered mirror.


    Upon witnessing this scene, Stephen and the others were all taken aback.


    “How… How is this possible?”


    Stephen widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.


    The array charm I purchased at a high price is a high-level one. How could it have been broken so


    easily?


    “Stephen, were you deceived? This is nothing. more than a broken arcane array,” Marco asked as she


    turned to Stephen.


    “It could be possible…”


    Stephen nodded in agreement.


    He couldn’t believe that Jared could break through the arcane array so easily. There must have been a


    problem with my charm. I must have been deceived!


    “Even without the arcane array, we are not afraid of this kid…”


    Upon seeing that Jared was merely a Second Level Tribtor, one of the cultivators sneered. With a


    cold huff, heunched a palm strike toward Jared.


    With a single strike, a fire dragon was instantly unleashed, swallowing Jared in a sh.


    “He’s just a Second Level Tribtor. I don’t know why all of you are being so cautious. One palm strike


    and it’s all over for him,” the cultivator sneered.


    Stephen and the others were somewhat puzzled. They hadn’t expected Jared to be so easy to deal


    with. With this level of strength, why would Demon Seal Alliance need to put up a reward of a hundred-


    year offering?


    As the group was left utterly baffled, a crimson me shot out from the roaring fire, much like an arrow


    released from its bowstring!


    Swoosh!


    In just a fleeting moment, the cultivator who had made the move felt a sudden warmth in his chest.


    Looking down, he was shocked to discover that his chest had been scorched by crimson mes,


    leaving a gaping hole.


    The mouth of the hole was charred ck, clearly bearing the marks of having been burned. One could


    see from one side of the hole to the other.


    “Ah…”


    After a good while, the intense pain finally hit, causing the cultivator to scream in agony before


    ultimately copsing.


    At the same time, the mes surrounding Jared began to slowly weaken, until they finally disappeared


    completely.


    “Fighting with fire? You’re still too green,” Jared scoffed.


    Upon seeing the situation, Stephen and the remaining three cultivators werepletely dumbfounded.


    A Sixth Level Tribtor just died like that?


    One should know that the aura Jared revealed was merely that of a Second Level Tribtor.


    How could it have turned out like this?


    Stephen stared nkly at Marco, his body trembling slightly.


    He was merely an alchemist. His abilities and cultivation level were not on par with these four


    individuals.


    The reason these four individuals followed him was due to his identity as an alchemist, which he


    exploited to acquire numerous resources.