"H-How can you still move?" Cassius' face was filled with astonishment.
Cassius desperately attempted to wrest the bone flute from Jared's grip, his muscles straining as he poured all his strength into the effort. Yet, no matter how much force he applied, the flute remained firmly in Jared's grasp.
His face twisted in frustration and disbelief. He, an Ultimate Realm Level One cultivator, now found himself utterly powerless against Jared, a mere Seventh Level Tribulator.
"You really think you can control me with this piece of junk? You're dreaming!" Jared flashed a casual smile.
In an instant, the crimson mist that had enveloped Jared dissipated, leaving no trace behind.
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