The Man’s Decree

“How could this be? How could the Divine Flame Seal in your hand hold such power?”

Harlan wore an expression of complete disbelief. Gael also wore a shocked expression as he looked at Jared and asked, “Jared, what’s going on? Is this the explosion of the Divine Flame Seal?”

“Mr. Ortiz, what you once revered as the sect’s most precious treasure, the Divine Flame Seal, was actually nothing more than an empty shell. The Divine Flame Seal contained a seal soul. When the seal soul was lost, the power of the Divine Flame Seal significantly diminished. I stumbled upon the seal soul in that lava river, which is why I could easily master this Divine Flame Seal. It even allowed me to unleash flames far more fierce than before!” Jared explained to Gael.

However, Jared did not mention anything about Drei.

“Seal soul? I never thought the Divine Flame Seal would possess such a thing. Even without the seal soul, this Divine Flame Seal could be considered a divine artifact. Now that it has a seal soul, its power must have reached a terrifying extreme!” Gael exclaimed in shock.

Upon hearing Jared’s words, Harlan’s face was filled with shock. The Divine Flame Seal he had worked so hard to obtain was nothing but an empty shell.

No wonder at the time when Berthold was holding the Divine Flame Seal, Jared didn’t seem scared at all. In fact, he appeared to have everything under control!

It turned out that Jared had already obtained the seal soul, knowing full well that the Divine Flame Seal was nothing more than an empty shell.

At that moment, Harlan was intent on avenging his son, but when faced with Jared and Gael, he knew there was no chance of victory.

Harlan’s brows furrowed tightly, he remained silent, unsure of what to do next.

If one were to push oneself to the limit, the inevitable outcome would undoubtedly be death.

However, if he were to leave, the Violet Flame Sect would no longer be a place he could call home. Moreover, it was uncertain how many of his disciples would choose to follow him.

After all, the people in the Ethereal Realm were primarily driven by their own interests. If Harlan was not the sect leader and had left the Violet Flame Sect without any benefits to offer, who would still follow him? As Harlan found himself wavering, uncertain of what to do next, a sudden roar echoed from the horizon.

Boom!

A streak of dark light shot up into the sky, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

Amidst the dark radiance, an elderly man clad in a long black robe gradually emerged from the void.

“He killed our elder from the Ghost Mask Sect, and also murdered Berthold. Is he under the impression that the Ghost Mask Sect is without defenders?”

The person who arrived was none other than Tiberius Wheeler, the sect leader of the Ghost Mask Sect.

Upon seeing the unexpected arrival of the Ghost Mask Sect leader, Gael’s expression turned extremely unsightly, even the other disciples of the Violet Flame Sect were filled with immense tension.

The excitement was evident on Harlan’s face. If the sect leader of the Ghost Mask Sect were to step in and eliminate Jared and Gael, the Violet Flame Sect would still be his.

“Jared, seize this chance to escape with the others,” he warned. “This man is the sect leader of the Ghost Mask Sect, known as Tiberius Wheeler, a Ultimate Realm Level Three expert.”

“I haven’t seen this guy for decades. I heard he’s been in seclusion all this time. I never thought he’d actually come out.”

Gael, with a troubled expression, spoke to Jared.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

He intended for Jared to escape with the disciples of the Violet Flame Sect, while he devised a plan to hold back Tiberius.

Gael knew he was certainly no match. Death was inevitable. However, if he could save so many from the Violet Flame Sect, it would all be worth it.

“Mr. Ortiz, it’s merely an illusory shadow, there’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s not like their real selves are here. We don’t need to run!”

Jared cast a glance at Tiberius, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

Tiberius merely appeared as an illusory shadow, utterly incapable of manifesting his true strength.

“Brat,” he declared, “even if I were merely an illusory shadow, I would still have more than enough power to kill you!”

Upon hearing Jared’s words, Tiberius raised his hand and swung toward Jared. The sudden eruption of the Ultimate Realm’s aura caused a drastic change in the expressions of many cultivators.

Seeing the situation, Gael wanted to rise up and resist, but he was held back by Jared.