The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6132

The guards and soldiers had no chance to react, a flash of gold washed over their eyes, and consciousness slipped from their grasp.

Jared used no ornate technique, no earth-shaking spell. A casual tap sent one man crumpling, a casual wave hurled another through the air, a casual point burst a third man's brow.

Every time his hand moved, someone dropped. Each body hit the dirt without so much as a final scream.

He strolled through the mob as if wandering a garden path, robes drifting, untouched by dust, behind him, bodies piled high and rivers of scarlet spread wide.

In less than half a cup of tea's time, it was over. More than thirty guards and more than twenty Celestial Palace soldiers lay dead. Not a single survivor remained.