The King Of Warriors (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5005

Flaxseed followed Jared's line of sight. “Waiting for a bigger fish?”

“No way the Eighth Hall sent only those weaklings,” Jared said as he sheathed his sword. “But first...” He suddenly spun around and pointed his blade at an empty spot in the air. “Enjoyed the show?”

The dimension rippled. A figure emerged wearing a bronze mask. Eight emerald tokens hung from his belt, each engraved with a vicious beast.

“An envoy from the Celestial Palace?” Madman murmured to Jared, his voice tense. “Jared, we're in deep trouble now.”

The masked figure didn't attack immediately. He studied the three fallen elders, then rasped, his voice like metal grinding, “Quite the display. The Everchange Illusion Spell... who taught it to you?”

Jared replied bluntly, “What's it to you?”

The air grew cold. The masked envoy radiated overwhelming pressure as all eight emerald tokens lit up. “So it really is you,” he said. “I'm just an envoy of the Celestial Palace's Eighth Hall. I didn't expect to bump into our enemy here. You're Jared, the one who destroyed our Ninth and Tenth Halls, right?”

“That's right,” Jared replied with a smirk. “I'm the guy who did it.”

No longer hiding anything, Jared met the situation head-on.

The envoy drew a bone whip from his belt. “I'll strip your divine soul and hang it on the temple's soul lamp. It'll burn for a hundred years.”

Flaxseed stepped forward, but Jared stopped him. “This is beyond you. Lead everyone out. Don't get involved.”

“Jared wasn't certain of this envoy's strength, but he knew it surpassed even Braxton, the overlord of the Eighth Hall.

There might be other enemies nearby. Jared needed his team out of danger in case things went south. Moreover, he could still run if needed.”

The envoy sneered. “No one's going anywhere.”

His whip shot out like a serpent toward Flaxseed's throat, but it was sliced clean in half midair by a golden sword light. Without anyone realizing, Jared had already taken to the skies. A giant Golden Dragon's illusory shadow loomed behind him.

“Your fight is with me,” he said.

“My dear son-in-law, I'm staying too!” Eason added.

“Jared, I'm not leaving either!” Flaxseed shouted.

“D*mn it, get lost!” Jared cursed. “You'll only slow me down!”

He meant it. If they stayed, he'd have to protect them. Alone, he could escape. If all else failed, he could let the Vermilion Demon Lord take over and obliterate this envoy.

But if his team got captured, it'd complicate everything.

His words stunned them, but Flaxseed finally nodded. “Let's fall back. Don't drag Jared down.”

Everyone withdrew. Jovan, leading the battered forces of Winged Tiger City, managed to regroup. But they'd lost more than two-thirds of their men.