“Hmph, your magecraft is nothing compared to mine!”
Just as he spoke, Luol pulled out a seal from his hand and stabbed it into the ground. While doing so, he began to mumble a chant.
As the air around him began to tremble, Jared could feel tremendous pressure smashing against his restrictive arcane array.
Without a moment's delay, he lunged at Luol to prevent the latter from breaking through it.
Undeniably, the level of magecraft exhibited by Luol was impressive.
When he saw Jared's impending attack, Luol had no choice but to push both his hands forward. The seal on the ground rose into the air abruptly before flying in Jared's direction.
Boom!
As Jared smashed his fist against the seal, it instantly shattered into dust.
Immediately after, Jared appeared right in front of Luol and grabbed him by the throat.
“D-Don't kill me. I can help you find the ancient ruins,” Luol pleaded upon realizing the dire situation he was in.
Jared had displayed strength that exceeded his imagination. It didn't matter if it was magecraft or raw power, Luol's skills didn't even come close to that of the former.
“Can you really help me locate the ancient ruins?” Jared gave Luol a skeptical look.
“That's right. I'll help you as long as you spare my life.” Luol nodded as he spoke.
“Why should I believe you?” Even though Jared didn't deny that Luol was skilled in magecraft, he couldn't bring himself to trust someone from Scorching Heaven Sect.
“You can put a restrictive spell on me or force me to swallow a poison pill. As long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything you say,” Luol begged desperately for mercy. Just like anyone else, he was afraid of death.
“Mr. Chance, you can't possibly trust a Demonic Cultivator from Scorching Heaven Sect,” Skyler cried out to Jared.
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