From some nameless nobody in level thirteen at the start, to someone who could now destroy three of his Sacred Mountains in a row and kill multiple of his strongest men.
Jared had become like a festering tumor buried in Godric's flesh, something he wanted ripped out at any cost!
"A tiny High Immortal Realm Level Three cultivator. A bug that only just stepped into the High Immortal Realm not long ago. And he dares destroy three of my Sacred Mountains, kill three True Immortal elders, two Ghost Clan Sacred Paragons, and two of my disciples!" Godric's voice kept rising, as if the fire inside him was about to swallow him whole.
"How?! How does he have that kind of power?! My Celestial Palace is vast. My strong are everywhere. How could a small High Immortal cultivator possibly do this?!" The more he thought about it, the harsher his fury climbed.
He suddenly threw up his right hand and slammed his palm down hard on the jade table in front of him.
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