“The power of law of a mere golder immortal? Not even worth mentioning.” Jared spoke with an air of indifference.
Ararat stared at him, eyes filled with shock. “You’re not just bragging, are you?”
A cultivator at Ultimate Realm Level Three, dismissing the power of law of a golder immortal as insignificant?
If that wasn’t boasting, then what was?
“Ararat, what are you saying? Do you really think Mr. Chance needs to brag? Mr. Chance didn’t even need to lift a finger against the golder immortal’s power of law. His pet alone was enough to crush it!” Kishor declared.
“Is that true?” Ararat furrowed his brows. It was almost impossible to believe.
Jared didn’t waste time proving himself. He immediately began breaking the prisoner imprint for Ararat.
“Listen, kid,” Vermilion Demon Lord warned, “My Celestial Devourer doesn’t just show up whenever you want it to. If the Heavenly Punishment strikes and my Celestial Devourer doesn’t come, can you handle it on your own?”
Hearing that, Jared hesitated for a moment.
“Mr. Chance,” Kishor said, “Ararat doesn’t believe you. Show him…”
“I still don’t buy it,” Ararat admitted.
“Then watch closely.” Jared pressed his palm to the ground.
A grand prisoner imprint emerged, its patterns glowing in crimson, infused with Ararat’s blood.
Using the same method as before, Jared successfully removed the prisoner imprint from Ararat’s body.
Ararat immediately felt a surge of energy disappear from within him.
When reached inward with his consciousness, sure enough, the prisoner imprint was gone.
“It’s gone… It’s really gone… I’m free!”
Ararat jumped in excitement, as carefree as a child.
He had once believed he’d be trapped in this place forever, but now, against all odds, had escaped. For him, this was an unimaginable fortune.
“Mr. Chance, I can’t thank you enough.” With deep respect, Ararat bowed to Jared.
“There’s no need for formalities,” Jared said. “I granted you freedom, and in return, you serve me for three hundred years. Fair trade, don’t you think?”
Ararat shook his head. “Even if I serve you for three hundred years, I’ll still owe you my life. You could say you’re like a second father to me.”
Jared waved it off. “You’re being too kind.”
Then asked, “Like Kishor, were your abilities sealed as well?”
“Yes. My current strength is only a third of what it once was. If I were at my peak, even with your talent, you wouldn’t have lasted a single blow from my sword.”
Hearing that, Jared was thrilled.
These were top-tier immortals. Once Ararat regained his full strength, Jared would have another powerful ally. Even in the celestial realm, wouldn’t have to bow to anyone. He couldn‘t always rely on Arthur. He needed to build his own forces.
Even though Jared hadn’t ascended to celestial realm yet, had already gathered a strong network of allies, the great demon lords, Infinides, Divinus, Hellion, along with Kishor and now Ararat. All of them were from the celestial realm. Once the Heaven and Earth Array disappeared, they would return to the celestial realms.
The more Jared thought about it, the more excited became.
But at that moment, the ground trembled, and a terrifying force descended from the sky.
“Mr. Chance, be careful! Heavenly Punishment is coming!” Ararat shouted.
Everyone instinctively backed away. The golder immortal’s power of law-none of them dared to face it directly.
Seeing the situation, Jared activated his Golem Body, a barrier of spiritual energy forming around him. In his mind, frantically chanted.
Come on, Celestial Devourer, show up!
Now would be a great time!
But the more anxious became, the more the Celestial Devourer remained silent. As the full force of the power of law bore down on him, Jared clenched his teeth and braced himself.
