At Jared’s action, Anders instantly flew into a rage. “What’s the meaning of this, kid? I’m the head of Bulrush Sect. How dare you steal my possession right before me when you’re a mere First Level Tribulator cultivator!”
“It’s mine to begin with.”
Jared stared at Anders with a terrifying gleam in his eyes. It was as though he wanted to skin the latter alive.
Sensing the lethal intent in his gaze, Anders frowned.
“What nonsense! That precious orb was found in this celestial ore mine. How could it possibly be yours?” Anders snarled.
“This orb is mine to begin with. It’s known as the Stillwind Orb. I deliberately placed it into the mine in secret to incite a battle between the lot of you because that was the only way for me to save the two girls you captured,” Jared admitted candidly.
Upon hearing that, Anders was wholly stunned. On the heels of that, primal rage radiated off him.
“Well, well, well… So, all this was a ploy you devised. But even if we battle each other, a mere First Level Tribulator cultivator like you can’t possibly benefit from it. If you don’t hand over the precious orb, don’t blame me for showing you no mercy.”
His aura intensified, and his expression darkened further. Considering the injuries on him, coupled with his blood pressure shooting through the roof, he was worried that he would not be able to hold out for long.
Just then, a few disciples of Bulrush Sect ran out of the mine. They were the only few survivors then, and each of them was injured.
“Mr. Hendley!”
After exiting the mine, they quickly hurried over to Anders. At the sight of his disciples, Anders ordered with eyes blazing scarlet, “Kill that guy at once, right this instance!”
Although his disciples were injured, they were either Third or Fourth Level Tribulator cultivators. On top of that, they had the advantage of numbers. Dealing with a First Level Tribulator cultivator like Jared would be as easy as pie for them.
Despite Anders’ expectations, the outcome turned out to be completely different.
The few disciples of Bulrush Sect attacked Jared.
Nonetheless, Jared remained motionless, his eyes glinting coldly.
Just as they reached him, the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand swung into action.
He swung it forward with all his might.
Following the roar of a dragon, a golden dragon flew toward the few disciples of Bulrush Sect, its body flaming with blazing fire.
The golden dragon’s appearance stunned the few disciples of Bulrush Sect. Only when it reached them and flew past their front did they snap back to their senses.
Regretfully, it was already too late. The flaming fire consumed their bodies. They desperately rolled on the ground to extinguish the fire.
However, it was demonic fire and would not extinguish even in water. Jared merely watched expressionlessly as the few disciples of Bulrush Sect were burned alive.
Anders gaped at his disciples who were burned to a crisp, dumbfounded.
They’re my Third or Fourth Level Tribulator disciples. Yet, they were killed by a First Level Tribulator cultivator just like that? Worse still, they were dead with a single strike of his sword! What was that golden dragon earlier? How could a First Level Tribulator cultivator possess such might?
He could not understand, much less figure out what exactly was going on.
“Y-You’re not a First Level Tribulator cultivator. You’ve concealed your capabilities. Who exactly are you?”
Sheer panic swamped him.
If he had known about Jared’s capabilities, he would have guarded against the latter from the beginning.
“I’m here especially to kill you bunch of monsters.”
Jared raised Dragonslayer Sword high, the blade flaming with blazing fire.
“Die!”
He swung the sword, upon which a glint of light shot out.
Seeing that, Anders hastily tossed out the token in his hand to block that strike.
