“Mr. Vermilion, could you lend me a hand with this one?” Jared requested, turning to Vermilion Demon Lord for assistance.
“Can’t you handle an Ultimate Realm Level Four cultivator on your own?” Vermilion Demon Lord asked, puzzled.
Jared explained his predicament. After listening, Vermilion Demon Lord nodded. “Fine, I’ll help. But I can’t possess you. I’m not of the beast race, and attaching myself to you would make things too obvious.”
“Then how will you assist me?” Jared asked, surprised.
“Don’t worry,” Vermilion Demon Lord reassured him. “Just begin the fight. I’ll handle the rest.”
Reluctantly, Jared nodded. Across the hall, the Ultimate Realm Level Four foreign official stepped forward, radiating provocation. His spiritual energy flared, rippling through the air like a tidal wave.
“Kid,” he sneered, “you’ll soon realize the gap between our cultivation levels isn’t so easily bridged.”
Jared stood unfazed, narrowing his eyes slightly. “Please, enlighten me,” he replied calmly.
Without another word, the foreign official lunged forward, channeling immense spiritual energy into a ferocious strike.
The onlookers watched intently, certain Jared would struggle. But with a subtle shift, Jared evaded the attack effortlessly.
Annoyed but undeterred, the foreign official launched a second assault, his spiritual energy weaving intricate patterns like serpents coiling toward Jared.
Jared responded with a casual flick of his hand, dispersing the energy as if it were nothing.
The foreign official’s confidence wavered. Frustrated, he summoned his full strength, manifesting a massive illusory shadow beast behind him. The beast radiated an oppressive aura, its roar shaking the hall.
With a forward thrust of his hands, he hurled the illusory shadow at Jared with all his might.
Upon witnessing this scene, everyone couldn’t help but feel anxious for Jared.
However, Jared himself remained calm, raising a hand as golden light pooled in his palm. With a simple push, the light transformed into a radiant Golden Dragon that barreled toward the illusory shadow.
The collision shook the hall, the Golden Dragon’s golden brilliance overpowering the illusory shadow in an instant. The rebounding force sent the Ultimate Realm Level Four foreign official staggering backward, his face pale.
Jared, meanwhile, stood unmoved, his composure unbroken.
The room fell silent. The guests, including Jaime, were stunned.
He had initially harbored doubts about Jared’s abilities. But having personally witnessed him effortlessly defeat an Ultimate Realm Level Four foreign official, he couldn’t help but view Jared with newfound respect.
The rest of the foreign officials were left utterly speechless, astounded beyond belief. None could have anticipated such overwhelming strength from a Ninth Level Tribulator.
Jared surveyed the room, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Thank you for the opportunity,” he said.
The gathered cultivators, shaken from their awe, quickly realized the truth-Jared, despite his humble appearance, was a force to be reckoned with.
