The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5101

The others were dumbstruck with terror upon witnessing that scene. After all, the man in green was at Wandering Immortal Realm Level Six, yet he was killed by Jared in one strike. He didn't even have a chance to fight back.

They then began to back away, every one of them looking at Jared in fear.

However, Jared disregarded them. Instead, he was staring into the void while frowning.

It was because he sensed that several auras had already locked onto him, and they were all exceedingly terrifying

“If a fight breaks out later, I want you to run immediately...” Jared said to Jemina.

“I won't leave you behind!” Jemina asserted, shaking her head.

“I'll be free from worries if you run, but if you stay here, I'll be distracted,” Jared explained.

Jemina knew Jared had a point, so she nodded in agreement. “Did you notice something?”

“Someone's coming, and they're really strong!”

No sooner had those words left Jared's lips than the surrounding void began to quiver. Then, three figures gradually emerged.

Along with their appearance, the surrounding air seemed to freeze under an even more terrifying pressure.

Jemina clung tightly to the corner of Jared's clothes, her fingertips icy cold. Meanwhile, the wandering cultivators who had originally surrounded the duo had retreated five hundred kilometers away. They were looking up into the void, their faces etched with pure terror.

Buzz!

Cracks appeared in the space around them, as if a glass had been broken. Accompanied by a blinding golden light, three figures slowly stepped forward.

The elderly man leading the group was dressed in a dark purple robe adorned with eight trigrams. The hem of his robe was embroidered with patterns of shifting constellations. With each step he took, a faint golden rune would appear beneath his feet.

His features were rugged with thick eyebrows slanting downward. At that moment, he was staring fixedly at Jared with his large eyes. His gaze was filled with undisguised greed and savagery, reminiscent of a vicious beast locking onto its prey.

The last woman to appear possessed an oddly captivating allure.

She was adorned in a striking red gown with red spider lilies stitched into the hem with golden thread. As she moved, a subtle fragrance trailed behind her, captivating and enthralling to all who caught a whiff of it.

Her beauty was breathtaking, her skin fairer than snow. Beneath her delicately arched eyebrows were her alluring, bright eyes. Yet, beneath their captivating allure, there lurked a chilling intent, reminiscent of a venomous snake ready to strike.

Her hair was a glossy jet black, held up by a crimson hairpin. A few strands of hair hung by her cheeks, lending her an air of seductiveness.

She was toying with a crimson bell in her hand. Every slight sway of the bell produced a sound that could pierce one's soul, causing many of the wandering cultivators with lower cultivation levels to cover their ears and groan in agony.

As soon as the three of them appeared, it seemed as if all the spiritual energy in the realm had been frozen in place. The terrifying pressure of a cultivator at Wandering Immortal Realm Level Nine descended over the area, making it difficult for all living creatures below them to even breathe.