“Where’s that old fart?” Tavon began to ask.
Everyone was slightly taken aback. Their attention then swiftly shifted toward Jared.
Jared was somewhat at a loss for words. Why’s everyone looking at me? It’s not like I was the one who called for Infinides.
Gatlin pointed at Jared and spoke. “Mr. Lorthan, that young man is Jared. He has powerful backers, including Infinides, who came to aid him.”
Tavon looked at Jared, a hint of disdain in his gaze. “If that old fart came to help you, then call him out. Also, call out those powerful figures lurking behind you. Let me deal with all of them at once to save time.”
“I have no idea where Infinides is.” Jared shook his head. “He wasn’t here to assist me anyway.”
“Mr. Lorthan, this Jared only calls upon his powerful protector when he’s on the brink of death,” Talcott whispered into Tavon’s ear.
“What a hassle.” Tavon’s brow furrowed slightly. “I’d be laughed at if I were to lay a hand on a Tribulator cultivator. Anyway, go deal with him. Beat him up badly, but don’t kill him.”
“Understood.” Talcott nodded his head, yet he turned to Gatlin and said, “Mr. Gatlin, I’m leaving Jared in your hands. Go take care of him.”
“Me?” Gatlin’s immediate reaction was one of reluctance upon hearing that.
“What’s wrong? You’re an Ultimate Realm Level Four cultivator. Can’t you handle a mere Tribulator cultivator?” Talcott narrowed his eyes slightly.
“It is unwise to judge this guy based on his level. He’s capable of punching above his weight. I’m scared…” Gatlin was reluctant to make a move, for he knew better than to judge Jared merely by the latter’s current level.
Moreover, he had to conserve his strength for his escape later.
“Don’t you still have two disciples? The three of you could team up. If you don’t make a move, then don’t blame me for not being polite.” Talcott threatened Gatlin.
He was simply provoking Gatlin into taking action so that the latter would stop constantly thinking about escaping.
Upon seeing the situation, Gatlin could only nod in resignation. He then turned his attention to Jared.
“Brat, do you dare to face me one-on-one?” Gatlin asked.
Jared looked at Gatlin and simply shook his head.
“What’s the matter? Are you scared? Or do you want a group fight? Think it through. If you want a brawl, none of you will make it out alive,” Gatlin said.
“I’m not looking for a brawl. I just want to challenge the three of you together. You’re too uninteresting to fight alone.” Jared scoffed.
By that point, he had reached Ninth Level Tribulator, and not only had his Dragonslayer Sword been restored, but Zelda was also back in full force. Therefore, Jared didn’t feel at all threatened by an Ultimate Realm Level Four cultivator.
“Brat, you’ve got quite the nerve, thinking I’d let you strut around unchallenged.” Upon realizing that Jared was actually looking down on them, Seth was instantly filled with rage.
A blood-red longsword suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a swift leap, he charged directly toward Jared.
Upon seeing the situation, Gatlin quickly shouted a warning, “Seth, don’t be reckless!”
However, at that moment, Seth had already charged toward Jared.
With a single stroke, the crimson longsword in his hand unleashed thousands of red rays. An Ultimate Realm Level Two cultivator could be considered an expert in Ethereal Realm!
Following that single strike of the sword, the expressions of many subtly shifted.
“Mr. Chance, I’ll help you!” Upon seeing the situation, Denzel wanted to help Jared block Seth.
Denzel’s abilities surpassed those of Seth, so if a confrontation were to occur, he was certain not to lose.
“No need. He’s only at Ultimate Realm Level Two.” After Jared finished speaking, he smoothly swung the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand.
A flash of light streaked through the air, and in an instant, Seth was cleaved in two.
Blood splattered out, and his insides were scattered all over the ground.
An Ultimate Realm Level Two cultivator was casually killed by a Ninth Level Tribulator cultivator!
