The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5436

"So... This is level eight?" The words rasped from Jared's throat.

Pain crashed back into him the instant he tried to sit. Agony spiraled out from ragged wounds, dragging a snarl across his face. He glanced down.

Blood still seeped through torn robes, and the intricate channels of his meridians felt shredded. His spiritual energy had deteriorated. Even holding on to the Earthly Immortal Realm Level One was a battle. Yet a wry smile tugged at his lips.

"Luckily, I made it to level eight..." Jared let out a breath of relief.

He reached for the Dragonslayer Sword lying beside him. His fingers twitched, then fell. All he could do was lie back, lungs heaving, letting the meadow's cool scent keep him conscious.