The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6092

Energy shot through the crowd on cue.

Spectators straightened, chatter sharpening into eager murmurs while bodies pressed closer to the stage, hungry for genuine action after a string of flops.

Someone near Jared gasped, "That's Hector Ironarm Rowe, High Immortal Realm Level Six. They say one punch from him can pulverize a hill!"

A second voice answered, "The Ironarm Vagabond? The guy who runs underground matches at the black market? Now this is worth watching."

Hector strode to the first pillar, lungs filling like bellows, and slapped a dinner-plate palm against the carved surface. Etched runes ignited one by one, a white beam creeping upward from the base of the pillar.