Chapter 1316 Do You Know Your Crimes
Dozens of kilometers away, Skylar had already fallen to the ground from exhaustion. At that moment, he was in agony from having all his bones shattered. It was only due to the Necro Ring that he had managed to escape.
However, he discovered that Jared had robbed him of the Necro Ring when it did not return with him. “I will kill you, Jared Chance, even if it’s the last thing I do!” Skylar roared.
“What good would it do you by screaming about it?” the wizened voice scoffed in his mind. “Why don’t you work on increasing your power?”
“But… I don’t know how to increase my power. I just don’t have any more resources…”
Despite his desire to become more powerful, a lack of resources prevented Skylar from doing so.
“You fool!” the old voice reprimanded Skylar in an affronted tone. “Haven’t I told you to absorb the power and essence of others?”
Skylar’s eyes flashed. “Fine,” he conceded while gritting his teeth, “I’ll heed your every word.”
As soon as Skylar spoke, a black fog enveloped his entire body and mended all his broken bones.
At that moment, a Martial Arts Grandmaster happened to pass by. Skylar pounced on him like a starving tiger and stood up a moment later with a satisfied look in his bloodshot eyes.
However, half of Skylar’s face had already rotted. The bloody mass on the side of his face was particularly grotesque.
The discovery of the change within him particularly unnerved Skylar.
“Don’t worry,” the feeble voice consoled, pleased. “This is a side effect; your flesh will grow back soon. Just focus on preying on the power of others from now on.”
Skylar said nothing. Instead, he donned a black shirt and wrapped his head in a black headscarf.
That moment indicated the emergence of another parasitic Demonic Cultivator in the martial arts world.
Meanwhile, at the Warriors Alliance in Jadeborough, Zion was wearing an ugly scowl. Instead of occupying his usual honored seat, he had been relegated to one of the lesser seats.
Although nobody occupied the main seat, a voice was coming from its direction.
The ones seated on either side of the hall were high-ranking officials of the Warriors Alliance. Though they were all fresh faces, every one of them was a Martial Arts Marquis.
It was plain that they did not respect Zion as the president of the association despite his courtesy toward them.
“Zion Zeigler, as the president of the Warriors Alliance, do you know your crimes for allowing our forbidden grounds to be invaded by a kid who also murdered countless others?”
The voice, which caused one’s spine to crawl, came as if from the skies and the back of the main seat simultaneously.
Zion shuddered as he began to sweat. With a thud, he fell on his knees to the ground.
“It was an oversight on my part. Please show me mercy, Tanner.”
Zion’s body shook, a clear indicator of how terrified he was.
He was the leader of the Warriors Alliance and a Martial Arts Marquis, yet he was shaking like a leaf. If anyone found out about this, he would be the laughingstock of the century.
“Are you confident of slaying Jared?” asked the one named Tanner. “The boy cannot be allowed to remain alive.”
“I am. I can definitely kill Jared. Rest assured, Tanner.”
After making that promise, Zion changed the topic quickly. “It’s just that, Mr. Sanders being over there may—”
“Hmph!” A cold grunt of disdain sounded, followed immediately by an immense force striking Zion, which sent him sailing through the air before falling in a heap.
Shocked, Zion did not dare have even the slightest hesitation after that. He crawled back into the hall at once.
Everybody else was similarly on edge. Though they had never seen Tanner’s face, to be able to render a Martial Arts Marquis powerless was proof of Tanner’s immense strength.
“Don’t worry, Tanner,” Zion asserted once more. “I will kill Jared.”
The atmosphere within the hall relaxed after Zion spoke. The occupants’ relieved sighs were proof that Tanner had departed.
