The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5197

Beside the name, several warped sigils twisted like silent cautions. The handwriting inside the journals was hurried and bleak, lists of demonic aura levels and the roaming of corrupted beasts.

One page noted that ancient spirits lingered at the bottom and excelled at clouding the mind, and Jared's brow tightened.

Flaxseed could not sit still. "When do we leave?"

Jared rolled the map into a tube. "Three days. We need supplies."

Lunaria agreed at once, arranged rooms, and posted two demon cultivators as attendants, or guards.