Jared didn’t even need to use Nine Shadows when going against him back then. Those from the Nesser family, too, had arrived at the scene. Cameron was frozen in shock and confusion when he saw six clones of Jared.
Skylar’s expression grew incredibly solemn as he could tell Jared had become ridiculously powerful after entering the Ethereal Realm.
With everyone watching, the beams of light pierced Pablo’s body, but he simply stood there and took the attack. His expression didn’t even change in the slightest.
Pablo’s body was also completely unharmed despite being stabbed by all those beams of light. It was as if the Dark Demon Armor had consumed the beams of light upon contact. The attacks did no damage to Pablo and the armor whatsoever.
“What the f*ck? Pablo is way too powerful!”
“What’s going on here? How did Pablo become so powerful in such a short period of time?”
“What’s that armor he’s wearing? I’ve never even heard of it!”
The Demonic Cultivators were utterly shocked. Pablo was just an average wandering cultivator back then, so no one took him seriously. As such, it was only natural that the Demonic Cultivators would be surprised to see him in such a powerful state after he went missing for some time.
Dimas was so shocked that his jaw dropped on the spot.
Jared, too, frowned with a look of surprise in his eyes.
“Oh no! Mr. Chance is in danger!”
Cameron instinctively clenched his fists out of concern for Jared’s safety.
“Your Clone Technique is impressive, punk. I thought it was an illusion spell at first. It seems I have underestimated you. You’re a First Level Tribulator, and yet, you possess a Clone Technique and teleportation magecraft. You must have some nice magical items on you, huh? If you hand them over and give me your magecraft, I might just grant you a merciful death!” Pablo said scornfully.
“F*ck you!” Jared yelled before turning around and running off.
All six of his shadow clones proceeded to run in different directions. Jared was hoping to buy himself some time by sacrificing some of his shadow clones.
Instead of chasing after the shadow clones, Pablo simply stood there with a disdainful expression.
He then gently rubbed his forehead with his palm, prompting an eye to appear between his brows.
As the eye opened, everything in his surrounding area turned gray.
Jared, who was running for his life, felt as though he was being targeted when he noticed the changes around him.
“It’s Nethersky Eye, Mr. Chance! He has activated Nethersky Eye again, so your shadow clones are useless now!” Faiyar reminded him anxiously.
Jared turned around and saw that Pablo was charging straight at him. His shadow clones had all disappeared as a result of Nethersky Eye.
Realizing that it was impossible to escape, Jared stopped running and turned around. The eye on Pablo’s forehead had vanished as he casually made his way over.
“What’s the matter? Why did you stop running?” Pablo asked with a sneer.
“I’m done running. Your Nethersky Eye is so ridiculously powerful that I can’t escape from you anyway!” Jared replied with a sigh.
“You know about Nethersky Eye too? It seems you are quite knowledgeable. Since you’re done running, then do as I say, and I promise to grant you a painless death. Otherwise, I will suck your bodily spirit out and torment you endlessly!” Pablo threatened.
The Demonic Cultivators had gathered around them as well.
“What’s the matter, brat? What happened to all that arrogance of yours? You’d better do as Mr. Quimar says, or you’re going to be in for a world of pain!” Dimas said gleefully when he saw that Jared had given up on escaping.
