Jared’s words had directly provoked Ilias.
“Hmph, how could I possibly fear a mere remnant of a soul? However, don’t delude yourself into thinking you’re clever. Once I obtain the Savior Stone and the fire sacred bead, I’ll come back to finish you off…” After Ilias finished speaking, he walked directly toward the light.
He paid no heed to the man’s warning. After all, the other party was merely a remnant of a soul, not even worthy of being called that, but just a wisp of lingering regret guarding the Savior Stone.
Ilias was quite confident. As a cultivator at the Ninth Level of Tribulation, how could he fear a mere remnant of a soul?
When Jared saw Ilias heading toward the light curtain, a glint of surprise and delight flashed in his eyes. The Dragonslayer Sword suddenly appeared in his hand as he prepared to strike at any moment.
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