“Regretfully, regardless of your capabilities, you’re merely at Seventh Level Tribulator. I reckon you have a life force of a thousand years at best. Therefore, you can’t withstand all this death energy. If you were like me, possessing a life force of a hundred million years or even more, all this death energy wouldn’t be a concern. After all, such a paltry amount wouldn’t consume much life force,” Vermilion Demon Lord lamented.
Upon hearing that, Jared was promptly rendered speechless.
He possessed a life force of a hundred million years but was unfortunately slain. Thankfully, a soul remnant of him remains! Without it, he would still be dead even if he had a life force of hundreds of millions of years!
“What would happen if I absorbed all this death energy? Since that fellow can use it to cultivate, why can’t I?” Jared asked.
He abruptly remembered that his Focus Technique could refine everything.
I could even absorb lethal intent! This death energy shares an uncanny similarity with that!
“That fellow must have some cultivation technique to harness death energy. You, on the other hand, don’t have such a technique, so absorbing this death energy will just expedite your demise!” Vermilion Demon Lord replied.
“Who says I don’t?” Jared retorted, immediately circulating Focus Technique. An immense amount of death energy from around him began swarming toward him.
“What is Mr. Chance doing? This is death energy! How could he absorb it?”
Upon seeing that, Trystan instantly paled from shock.
Nieva’s eyebrows were also slightly furrowed, her face a picture of worry.
Conversely, Gustave couldn’t help but startle slightly at that sight. Then, he sneered, “Unexpectedly, you dare absorb my death energy. It seems that you’re eager to die!”
As Jared absorbed death energy into him continuously, his body visibly aged, giving off a sense that he might die at any moment.
But just as Trystan and the others were worried sick while Cassius and the others were rejoicing, he surprisingly absorbed all the pervasive deathly energy into him.
He didn’t die either, only looking extremely aged, showing no other symptoms.
But as he continued circulating Focus Technique incessantly, streaks of golden light flashed across his chest.
Once again, his body began recovering at a pace visible to the naked eye.
In the mere span of a few breaths, he regained his original appearance, and his aura had even become much stronger.
“This death energy is truly a treasure, an invaluable cultivation resource. Do you have any more of it?” Jared asked, looking at the utterly bewildered Gustave.
At that moment, Gustave’s smile was frozen on his face. He was completely dumbfounded.
“How… How could you possibly refine death energy? Why?”
His jaw dropped, and he had disbelief written all over his face.
He was well aware of the potency of the death energy. Even though he had a cultivation technique to refine it, his body had been reduced to its ghastly state from its cultivation.
Yet, Jared was perfectly fine despite having absorbed so much death energy. It was utterly unbelievable to him.
“I forgot to tell you that my cultivation technique can refine anything and everything. Mere death energy is nothing. Go ahead and show me what else you’ve got!” Jared crowed with a smug smile.
“That can’t be it. It’s impossible! There must have been too little death energy! I don’t believe that you can refine it!” Gustave roared.
He was completely consumed by madness, desperately absorbing the death energy within the deceased cultivators.
However, only a few cultivators had just passed away, and such death energy was present solely in those who had recently died. The skeletal remains were long devoid of it, carrying lethal intent alone.
When Gustave had absorbed all the death energy from the deceased cultivators, he shifted his gaze to Cassius.
“W-What… do you want from me, Gustave?” Cassius asked, terror etched across his features.
“For the sake of eliminating these people, I have no choice but to sacrifice you.”
Right after Gustave had said that, he suddenly made a move against Cassius.