Vermilion Demon Lord nced down and couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Indeed, it wasn’t a pretty sight!


    Upon extending his hand, Vermilion Demon Lord effortlessly seized a disciple from the Ghost Mask Sect. With a casual tug, he stripped off the disciple’s clothing!


    Upon witnessing this scene, the disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect and Maurice were all taken aback!


    They were clueless about what Jared was nning to do. Why was he even taking off their clothes?


    Everyone instinctively quickened their pace!


    Jared slipped into the clothes, and with a casual smack, he sent that disciple of the Ghost Mask Sect off to meet Hades.


    “Now it’s all set, I’m going to indulge myself.


    After getting dressed, all they saw was Jared raising the Dragonyer Sword once more. Then, the sword came crashing down.Belongs to ? n0velDrama.Org.


    Boom! Crash!


    Centered around Jared, a massive rift abruptly appeared in the sky. Within this colossal fissure, numerous pitch-ck vortexes emerged!


    This single stroke of the sword astonishingly tore through the void, revealing a whole new world.


    Billows of aura emerged from the dark vortex!


    The dull, grey aura was entirely absorbed by the Dragonyer Sword, causing it to radiate with a powerful spiritual light!


    At the same time, the area surrounding the entire Divine me Mountain seemed as if it had plunged into an apocalyptic state. Even the nearby magma river started to boil!


    Faced with the terrifying sword, all the disciples of the Ghost Mask Sect were dumbfounded. Even Maurice’splexion drastically changed!


    He found it hard to believe that such a powerful strike could have been unleashed by a mere Fourth Level Tribtor.


    Aura from another world emitted from the torn void!


    Moreover, this aura was absorbed by the Dragonyer Sword. Not all auras were suitable for the cultivators of the Ethereal Realm!


    If one were to inhale that kind of unsuitable aura for cultivation, not only would it be unbeneficial, but it could also cause irreversibledamage to the body!


    At that time, Jared wasn’t worried at all. He was fervently using his Dragonyer Sword, absorbing the dull, grey aura around him.


    Swiftly, after the Dragonyer Sword had absorbed the essence, the sword’s radiance dramatically fell.


    The burst of light this time was unlike anything anyone had ever witnessed before. It was akin to a lifeless death energy which had never existed in the Ethereal Realm.


    Faced with Jared’s sword, numerous disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect began to fight back, casting spells one after another. Endless dark energy formed a protective shield before them!


    And then there were those who chose to flee and make a hasty escape.


    However, as the sword’s light fell, it looked like a grim reaper’s scythe!


    Under the force of that sword, the dark energy shield shattered instantly like ss.


    The disciples of the Ghost Mask Sect screamed as their bodies were torn apart. There was a strong scent of blood!


    One by one, the disciples of the Ghost Mask Sect met their fate. Some were cleaved in half,while others were reduced to a puddle of mush!


    Some even had half of their heads sliced off by the sword’s light. The scene was reminiscent of a torturous inferno, and the cruelty was unparalleled!


    With a single stroke of the sword, over twenty disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect were decapitated!


    Some who had narrowly escaped looked upon the scene before them, and were suddenly ovee with uncontroble bouts of vomiting.


    Maurice waspletely bbergasted.


    Is this some kind of joke?


    Though these disciples from the Ghost Mask Sect were not particrly powerful, they were all experts who had passed tribtion.


    How could they be in so effortlessly under this single sword strike?


    At that moment, Maurice finally understood that the Demon Seal Alliance was not foolish. Their willingness to offer a hundred-year offering to eliminate Jared proved that he was worth the price!


    “It’s exhrating. I want to dabble with this internal me as well…”


    Jared stowed away the Dragonyer Sword, then around him zed five distinct hues of internal me!


    Five types of internal me danced in the void.


    Upon witnessing this scene, Maurice was once again astounded.


    Jared, a cultivator of the Fourth Level Tribtor, possessed five types of internal me?


    Isn’t this a bit too outrageous?


    “Don’t be stingy, let me have a go with your Divine Bow!”


    To everyone’s surprise, Vermilion Demon Lord wanted to bring out Jared’s Divine Bow.