“What the heck? What kind of magecraft is this?” Startled, Keiran’s face drained of color as he rapidly plunged downward.
Seeing the situation, Jared also plunged straight down without hesitation.
The two of them landed one after the other on a desolate mountain, located fifty kilometers away from Pathfinder Sect.
With a slight frown, Keiran asked, “Who are you? What kind of magecraft did you just use?”
“Why should I reveal my magecraft to you? What makes you think you’re worthy…” Jared scoffed disdainfully!
“Brat, don’t think I’m clueless. I can sense the aura of demonic fire within you. If that’s the case, I’ll force your demonic fire soul out and use it as a resource for my cultivation!” With a smirk playing on his lips, Keiran promptly swept his hand toward the ground.
Instantly, flames surged up from the ground, swiftly assembling into eight trigrams.
Within the confines of the eight trigrams, humanoid monsters began to emerge, each of them ablaze with flames.
Jared’s gaze swept over these humanoid monsters and furrowed his brows.
“These aren’t monsters, but human souls. I never thought you’d manipulate other people’s souls, turning them into puppets.” Jared glared furiously at Keiran.
“I absorbed the demonic fire energy of these souls, rendering them worthless. Wouldn’t it be better to repurpose them into killer puppets?”
Keiran’s lips curled into a smirk. “No need to
rush. Soon, your soul will join them.”
As Keiran’s words fell, the souls ablaze with flames encircled Jared, linked together by a thread of fire.
“Do you really think you’re skillful enough to kill me?” Jared casually inquired.
“Judging by your aura, you’re only a Third Level Tribulator. As for me, I’m already at the Seventh Level, on the verge of advancing to the Eighth. What makes you think you can compete with me? So, you’re relying on that aura of demonic fire within you? You don’t seem to be a Demonic Cultivator, and you’re not from the Inferno Devil lineage either. So, where did that demonic fire within you originate from?” Keiran asked.
With a playful smile, Jared said, “Submit to me, and I’ll tell you…”
Being a Third Level Tribulator, Jared was no longer intimidated by a Seventh Level Tribulator.
Moreover, he possessed numerous life-saving measures. Divine Bow, Dragon Bell, and that time magical item timepiece could easily turn a dire situation around.
Furthermore, he had activated the Nethersky Eye, and within his Storage Ring resided a tiny creature known as Heaven Devouring Beast. Although he wasn’t sure when Heaven Devouring Beast would make its appearance, it always seemed to show up when Jared was in dire straits.
“You’re courting death…” In a fit of rage, Keiran performed a series of hand seals. Immediately, several fiery souls lunged toward Jared.
These souls were engulfed in roaring flames, exuding immense power. And so, the flames formed a ring, and the scorching air started to quiver, making a crackling sound.
Jared remained still, motionless. Suddenly, his Golem Body activated, its radiant scales enveloping his entire body.
With a cold chuckle, Keiran said, “Do you really think your armor can withstand my flames? It’s laughable. These are no ordinary flames. They’re demonic fire!”
Remaining silent, Jared suddenly swung both hands. From the center of his palms, two bursts of flame erupted instantaneously.
The fire nascence star within Jared started to flicker rapidly.
Flames then began to engulf Jared’s surroundings.
Waves of heat rolled in, and the few souls that had been hovering around Jared were unexpectedly flung back under the force of this heatwave.
“Are you really using fire to fight me? You’ll find I’m not one to be trifled with…” With a cold smirk, Jared activated Blazing Stride, his body vanishing in the blink of an eye. He reappeared in front of a soul, his hand reaching out to grasp it. The flames on the soul’s body were extinguished instantly, and with a single agonizing scream, the soul faded into nothingness.
