The Man’s Decree

“Just show your face, but don’t even think about running away!” Jared exclaimed.

“Why would I run? Apart from you, this freak, who else in the world would put up with me? Besides, I was still waiting for you to help me search for the remains. I’m going anywhere,” Vermilion Demon Lord declared.

“Okay, make it quick,” he advised. “This guy is. nothing more than an illusory shadow. Considering you’re only a soul remnant, it’s somewhat of a fair fight,” Jared said.

“D*mn it, you’re comparing me to this trash? Let me tell you, even if I were but a mere shadow of my former self, or even if I were left with just a single leg hair, this old geezer wouldn’t stand a chance against me!”

Vermilion Demon Lord was somewhat displeased.

The sect leader of the Ghost Mask Sect, who was merely an Ultimate Realm Level Three, was surprisingly compared by Jared to the Vermilion Demon Lord.

Naturally, the Vermilion Demon Lord disagreed.If Vermilion Demon Lord had been in his full form at that moment, a single glance would have been enough to obliterate Tiberius.

“Mr. Vermilion, I was just making an analogy.

Why did you get so flustered?”

Jared was somewhat exasperated. These celestial realm beings really had peculiar temperaments.

“Hurry up and let me out. Stop dilly-dallying!” Vermilion Demon Lord exclaimed.

“All right!” Jared nodded, and then his Divine Flame Seal exploded into a visible burst of crimson flames.

The flames burst open in mid-air, instantly forming a shield that enveloped the entire Violet Flame Sect.

Tiberius was also engulfed within it.

Tiberius was taken aback for a moment, but then he scoffed. “Brat, have you lost your mind? You think you can resist my power. You would need to isolate me completely. Now that you’ve directly involved me, doesn’t that just make it easier for me to take action?”

Jared gazed at Tiberius, offering a chilling smile. “You’ll soon find out if I’ve lost my mind,” he said.

After Jared finished speaking, he struck an incredibly handsome pose.

“Come on out…”

After Jared finished speaking, a puff of black mist arose above his head. Following that, a disheveled old man slowly materialized.

However, the elder appeared somewhat elusive, clearly just a soul remnant.

Upon seeing the situation, Tiberius began to laugh. “Brat, using magic tricks in front of me? Isn’t that like trying to teach a fish to swim?”

“Don’t you know? Our Ghost Mask Sect specializes in nurturing demonic souls. Perfect, I’ll take the opportunity to nurture your bewitching spirit, making it serve my purposes!”

At this moment, Tiberius was almost laughing himself to death.

“You idiot! Can you even afford to keep me?”

Originally, the Vermilion Demon Lord had left Jared’s consciousness field and was free to

roam the outside world. He was truly delighted.

But this Tiberius actually dared to say he would nurture him.

“Are you joking? Do you think the Vermilion Demon Lord is something you can just decide to keep as a pet?”

Tiberius was taken aback, for he hadn’t expected this demonic soul to have such a temper, even possessing its own consciousness.

The demonic souls nurtured by the Ghost Mask Sect, many of them lacked consciousness. It wasn’t easy to control those who possessed a mind of their own!

However, once this type of demonic soul was controlled, its power was undoubtedly immense.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

At that moment, Gael and Harlan all turned their attention to the Vermilion Demon Lord.

They knew this must have been the demonic soul in Jared’s consciousness field that Maurice talked about before his death.

It was precisely because of this demonic soul that Maurice and the disciples of the Ghost Mask Sect were slaughtered by Jared.

“You’re nothing more than a soul remnant, yet you dare to be so arrogant. Wait until I tame you, then you’ll know my strength.”

After Tiberius finished speaking, the massive ghost mask suddenly opened its mouth wide, attempting to take suck in the soul remnant of Vermilion Demon Lord.

It was merely a soul remnant, which could easily be absorbed into the ghost mask.

“It’s been thousands of years since I’ve had such fun,” he declared. “Since you’re so eager to play, I’ll gladly join you!”

Upon seeing Tiberius’ intention to subdue him, the Vermilion Demon Lord couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Originally, the Vermilion Demon Lord could have simply blown a breath and the ghost mask of Tiberius would have vanished. However, he wanted to toy around, not wanting Tiberius to disappear so quickly.

If Tiberius were to disappear, then when Jared retracted the Divine Flame Seal that held up the protective shield, the Vermilion Demon Lord would have to return to Jared’s consciousness field.