Barken and his companion were initially surprised, but he swiftly regained his composure and burst into hearty laughter. “Young man, don't attempt to deceive us. Ms. Baptiste isn't so feeble as to be killed by the likes of you. She can kill you easily.”
“It's up to you to trust me or not. Since you think she's still alive, can you sense her aura?” Jared asked with a smirk. “We have three cultivators at Eighth Level Body Fusion Realm, and one at Seventh Level. Do you think you both are our match?”
Jared deliberately concealed his true strength, hoping to trick the Demonic Cultivators into underestimating him.
He knew that when they ceased regarding him as a threat, he would become the most dangerous adversary among them all.
“I'm aware of your injuries, and even without them, you're still no match for us,” Barken said dismissively. “Enough of this idle chatter, and let's fight.”
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