The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5700

"H-How did you find my spatial node?" The Veil Dragon cultivator, once so certain of victory, stared at Jared as if beholding a ghost.

"Your grasp of space is still a child's game," Jared said, the Dragonslayer Sword hovering a breath from the boy's brow. "So, shall we talk, or will you follow that Demon Dragon Soul into oblivion?"

Sword intent and the pure golden dragon aura rolling off Jared quenched the boy's arrogance in a single breath, leaving only tremors of fear across his pallid face.

He could sense that Jared had returned remade, each breath thrumming with a weight that pulled the timbers of the cell toward him like iron filings. That pressure, half raw power and half ancestral dragon blood, shattered every scrap of bravado in the Veil Dragon cultivator who called himself Thousand Faces.

Shivering, Thousand Faces lowered his head and began to speak.