The Man’s Decree

Harlan was utterly astounded as he watched Jared’s manifestation of the True Fire Spiritual body.

“Dad, what kind of technique is this guy using? He’s actually not afraid of the internal flame!”

Upon seeing Jared, whose bearing was akin to an immortal, utterly fearless in the face of the internal flame, Berthold was momentarily taken aback.

After all, he was only unafraid of the internal flame because he had the Divine Flame Seal. Jared had no such treasures. The fact that he was unafraid of the internal flame just by using his skills was incredibly impressive.

Moreover, it appeared that the techniques Jared employed were incredibly unique and mysterious.

“True Fire Spiritual body, our Violet Flame Sect’s long-lost True Fire Spiritual body technique, how could this guy possibly know it? How could he have True Fire Spiritual body?”

“How peculiar, truly bizarre. What could possibly be the reason?”

Harlan simply couldn’t comprehend. How could Jared, a guy who had only joined the Violet Flame Sect a few days ago, possibly possess the True Fire Spiritual body?

“What is the True Fire Spiritual body?” Berthold asked.

“The True Fire Spiritual body was a unique skill of the first sect leader of the Violet Flame Sect. However, after the sudden disappearance of the first sect leader, the technique was lost for a long time. Fortunately, our scripture library has some records of it, but they are incomplete, and no one has been able to master it.”

“Where on earth did this kid learn the True Fire Spiritual body? Could it be that the first sect leader of our Violet Flame Sect is still alive?”

Harlan was frowning, utterly puzzled and unable to figure it out.

Upon hearing that what Jared had demonstrated was actually the ultimate skill of the Violet Flame Sect, Berthold was utterly dumbfounded.

How could Jared possibly know the secret technique of the Violet Flame Sect?

However, upon realizing that his internal flame couldn’t inflict any harm on Jared, Berthold, with the Divine Flame Seal in his hand, wore a murderous look. A dark aura began to envelop his entire body.

Berthold skillfully used the Divine Flame Seal to fend off Jared’s internal flame attack, while simultaneously deploying his own tactics against Jared.

Since Jared wasn’t afraid of the internal flame, he decided to resort to other methods.

As long as he had the Divine Flame Seal in his possession, Jared couldn’t pose much of a threat or inflict significant harm on him.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Ghostly wails echoed around Berthold, transforming the entire Violet Flame Sect into what seemed like a mortal purgatory. These ghostly wails were as if they had emerged from the depths of hell itself, crying out in injustice.

The sound was incredibly grating, piercing through with such intensity that each note felt as if it was puncturing the eardrum.

Many people simultaneously covered their ears, and the goosebumps on their bodies were so intense it was as if they’d shed them all over the ground.

In the sweltering heat of the Violet Flame Sect, they heard eerie wails that sent shivers down their spines, as if they had fallen into an icy cavern.

As eerie tendrils of darkness continuously rose in the void, the entire arcane array was shrouded in a thick black mist.

If it weren’t for the light curtain, this black mist would have completely engulfed the entire Violet Flame Sect.

However, the light curtain couldn’t prevent the sounds from penetrating. The ghostly wails were so intense that many disciples from Violet Flame Sect couldn’t bear it. Shockingly, blood started to trickle from their ears.

Some people’s mental states seemed rather unstable as if they were dazed, utterly shocked.

“What kind of technique is this, anyway? Just this sound alone is enough to make people delirious?”

“This is Hell’s Echoes of the Ghost Mask Sect. Typically, only the cultivators at the Ultimate Realm could execute such a technique. But Berthold is merely at the peak of the Tribulator Realm. How could he possibly perform it?” Gael said with a slight frown.

He had interacted with the Ghost Mask Sect more than anyone else, often clashing with its members. Therefore, he was most familiar with some of the techniques used by the Ghost Mask Sect.

“Dad, this technique seems incredibly intimidating, but can it really kill someone using just sound?” Juliet asked, utterly puzzled.

“You don’t understand, this kind of sound isn’t a method of killing, but rather it’s used to affect one’s state of mind and disrupt their judgment.

When Berthold makes his move later, he will take his opponent by surprise.”

Gael expressed his worries.

“What are we going to do? How could Berthold possibly employ cultivation techniques of the Ultimate Realm? He isn’t from the Ultimate Realm, after all.”

Upon hearing this, Juliet spoke with a hint of nervousness.

Gael stared intently at the Divine Flame Seal in Berthold’s hand, deep in thought. “If my guess is right,” he said, “it must be due to the Divine Flame Seal. Berthold’s sudden return to the Violet Flame Sect, and his frantic search for the seal, must be because he intends to use it as a catalyst to break through to the Ultimate Realm.”