The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5798

Moments later, beyond the soaring archway of Mystic Sky Sword Sect's mountain gate, Clara came forward with twenty disciples.

Every one of them was clad in close-fitting travel blacks, long blades across their backs, eyes clear and predatory.

Each disciple's realm hovered between Levels Three and Five of the Heavenly Immortal stage, their movements rustled no more than a passing breeze. They were, without doubt, the sect's finest scouts.

Jared now wore a plain azure travel robe, its hems caught by the wind at the very front of the formation.

Clara stood half a step behind him, pretty face locked in a rigid mask. To her, taking orders from a Level Seven Human Immortal was humiliation etched in granite.