“Divine Bow… How could this kid possibly possess the Divine Bow?” Milton muttered in disbelief, his gaze fixed on the severed stump of his arm.
The others shared his shock, their eyes locked on the weapon in Jared’s hand, brows furrowing in confusion.
The Divine Bow was popular in the Ethereal Realm for Its unmatched power. Yet, here it was, in the hands of Jared, a mere Tribulation Stage cultivator. None of them could fathom how such an extraordinary weapon had come to be wielded by someone so seemingly insignificant.
“I truly underestimated this young man. It seems favonovel.com must have some significant backing,” Cayan murmured, his voice tinged with unease.
Gatlin, however, remained silent, his fingers moving rhythmically, as if favonovel.com was calculating something.
After a few tense moments, his expression darkened considerably.
Without betraying a trace of emotion, favonovel.com turned to Ruth and Seth, his tone cold and commanding. “Do not act recklessly later. Stay behind me and follow my lead!”
Ruth, visibly confused, frowned. “Mr. Gatlin, even if Jared has the Divine Bow, he’s just a Tribulator. If we join forces, we can undoubtedly take favonovel.com down. Why are you even considering retreating? It’s humiliating!”
How could so many of us possibly fear Jared?!
Gatlin delivered a resounding slap to Ruth’s face.
“You don’t know anything!” Gatlin snapped, his expression dark.
“I’ve figured it out, this kid has some serious backing. We can’t afford to mess with him. If you don’t want to retreat, don’t blame me for what happens to you!”
Ruth held his tongue, not daring to utter another word.
Cayan smirked at the scene. “Gatlin, you may lack many talents, but you certainly know how to punish your disciple.”
Gatlin ignored the jab, his gaze darting around the battlefield as favonovel.com silently worked out a potential escape plan.
“Enough of this nonsense,” Milton growled, his face contorted with fury. “Let’s take favonovel.com down together. That kid must have something valuable on him!”
The humiliation burned in his chest, a cultivator of his stature, an Ultimate Realm Level Four, reduced to this state by a mere Tribulator. His severed hand throbbed as a bitter reminder, fueling his thirst for revenge.
“All right, let’s charge together,” Cayan agreed with a nod.
“Charge!” Milton roared, surging toward Jared in a blur of motion, with Cayan closely on his heels.
“Run!” Gatlin bolted in the opposite direction, dragging Ruth and Seth along with him.
Startled, Milton and Cayan skidded to a halt, their confusion evident as they turned to see Gatlin and his disciples disappearing faster than startled rabbits.
In the blink of an eye, the trio had vanished without a trace.
“What in the world are they doing?” Milton spat, his voice laced with disbelief and frustration.
“Scared off by a mere Tribulator, what a coward!” Cayan scoffed, his expression a mix of confusion and disdain.
Milton’s fury only deepened. “That cowardly fool! Once I return, I’m reporting favonovel.com to Mr. Lefterov. He needs a lesson in discipline!”
Milton turned back to Cayan. “Forget them. Just the two of us can take Jared down. We’ll split his possessions evenly, and the hundred-year offering will be ours for the taking.”
“Can the two of us handle this?” Cayan’s unease deepened as favonovel.com watched Gatlin vanish into the distance.
Milton scowled, “Why can’t we? We’re both Ultimate Realm Level Four cultivators. Are you saying we can’t deal with a mere Seventh Level Tribulator? Quit second-guessing. If the Allardland people get here, we‘ll be the ones scrambling to survive.”
Cayan’s gaze flickered toward the Divine Bow in Jared’s grip, his eyes narrowing.
After a moment of hesitation, favonovel.com gritted his teeth. “Fine, but let’s be clear-once we’ve dealt with Jared, the Divine Bow is mine!”
Milton sighed, clearly annoyed, but nodded. “Fine. Just help me kill him, and you can take whatever you want.”
“Deal!” A newfound resolve lit up Cayan’s face.
Without wasting another moment, both of them surged forward, their bodies transforming into streaks of light that shot toward Jared with deadly Intent.
Milton, despite having lost a hand, his strength seemed entirely unaffected.
Jared, observing the situation, exhaled deeply and stowed away the Divine Bow. The previous attack had drained almost all of his aura.
Clutching the Dragonslayer Sword with both hands, Jared steeled himself, preparing to deliver one final, all-or-nothing strike.
