“No way. If you keep inhaling this stuff, you won’t be able to absorb it completely. None of you practice fire cultivation techniques, let alone possess the demon’s internal flame,” Skylar said, putting the cauldron away.
Just as he finished, he suddenly froze. He had sensed Jared’s aura nearby.
“It’s Jared’s aura. That guy didn’t even go far.”
“Mr. Norton, let’s go after him right now!” Abel said eagerly.
“Wait a moment!”
Skylar raised a hand, stopping the Demonic Cultivators. He frowned. “Jared isn’t stupid. We didn’t detect his aura before, and now it’s just showing up. What does that tell you?”
Abel looked puzzled. “What does it mean?”
“It means Jared released his aura deliberately, hoping we’d find him. He’s probably set up something, waiting for us.”
Skylar saw right through Jared’s ploy.
He was sharp-minded and understood Jared all too well.
“But would Jared really wait for us? Could he have found some backup?”
“We’re more than enough to handle him. Even if he did get help, who in the entire eastern region could challenge you, Mr. Norton?” Abel flattered.
Skylar smirked. “I’m not afraid of him. He’s just trying to provoke me.”
With that, he headed in Jared’s direction, his team of Demonic Cultivators following closely behind.
Jared had indeed anticipated that Skylar would see through the bait and come regardless.
However, Jared still did so as he knew Skylar well.
Skylar’s pride wouldn’t let him ignore the provocation, even if he suspected a trap.
Both men understood each other well, yet neither fully knew the other’s true strength or hidden cards.
As he approached, Skylar let his aura surge, surrounded by black energy that billowed ominously around him.
He wanted Jared to know he was coming and had no intention of running away.
This time, their long-standing grudge would finally be settled.
Skylar’s black energy condensed into a dozen long swords, each one hovering above him in a deadly formation.
He was ready for battle. Since Jared was prepared, Skylar had to prepare in advance before heading to him.
Meanwhile, below in the depths of the Dead Sea, Jared sensed Skylar’s approaching aura.
His eyes gleamed with an intense killing intent.
This was it, the moment to end their enmity after so long.
Skylar was a threat as long as he remained in the Ethereal Realm.
Moments later, Skylar and the Demonic Cultivators reached Jared’s position.
The Dead Sea was calm, unnaturally so, as if bracing for the storm to come.
Skylar’s gaze pierced through the sea’s surface, knowing Jared was hiding below, the stillness of the water signaling the imminent clash.
Extending his spiritual sense into the depths, Skylar locked onto Jared’s exact location almost immediately.
“That fool is hiding in the depths again, as if we wouldn’t spot him. He hid in the sea last time and we still found him. Does he really think the Dead Sea can protect him?” Abel sneered, smirking coldly.
Abel was mocking, oblivious to the fact that Jared had let himself be found. If Jared truly wanted to remain hidden, he could have used cloaking formations to mask his presence completely, making himself undetectable.
