Once his supplies were in order, Jared did not remain in the town.
He slipped away and. on the barren fringe of the Myriad Sword Mountains, located a lonely ravine where even the thinnest strand of spiritual energy struggled to survive.
There, he planned the heart of his ruse, a forged Infinite Soul Demon Sect command.
He produced the finest blank communication device, crossed his legs, and let his consciousness sink into the crystal lattice.
Soul power surged through him like a midnight tide. With it, he mimicked the Infinite Soul Demon Sect's signature aura, icy, treacherous, and forever quivering with distant screams.
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