The Demon Seal Alliance was indeed the largest alliance organization in the entire Ethereal Realm.
Within the Demon Seal Alliance, there were countless experts. Since the Demon Seal Alliance had issued a century-old Decree of Execution, it was clear that Jared was definitely not a simple character.
They must have been delusional to dare plot the murder of Jared and seize the century-long tribute of the Demon Seal Alliance.
Now, not only would they not obtain the hundred-year tribute of the Demon Seal Alliance, but their lives were also hanging by a thread.
Marco suddenly pointed at Stephen and exclaimed, “W-We were also deceived! It wasn’t us who wanted to kill you! It was him! It was him who wanted you dead!”
It seemed he intended to divert Jared’s murderous intent onto Stephen, in order to let them off the hook.
Stephen was taken aback, staring incredulously at Marco.
He could never have imagined that he would be betrayed by Marco.
Stephen also became anxious, glaring as he exclaimed, “What are you blabbering about? It was clearly you who coveted the century-long offerings of the Demon Seal Alliance, so why are you pushing the blame onto me?”
“Enough with the quarreling! You’re all destined to die anyway!”
After Jared finished speaking, the flame in his hand suddenly transformed into a sea of fire, instantly surrounding Marco and the others.
“Ah!”
A chilling scream rang out.
Although Marco and the others were all Demonic Cultivators from the Inferno Devil lineage, and should theoretically not fear demonic fire, they simply couldn’t withstand Jared’s flames.
Swiftly, Marco and the others fell to the ground, lifeless. Jared, on the other hand, suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled sharply. Three clusters of death energy flew out from the bodies of Marco and the others, entering Jared’s body.
Following this, Jared turned his gaze toward Stephen, his eyes cold and ruthless. Jared’s stare was like a bunch of steel knives, piercing deeply into Stephen’s heart.
Stephen was terrified, even the black water dragon he had summoned dissipated into a cloud of black mist and drifted away in an instant.
Marco and the others were no match for Jared, so he couldn’t possibly stand a chance against Jared himself.
Stephen’s mind was spinning rapidly as he needed to think of a way to survive.
“D-Don’t kill me! I have a considerable amount of precious mystical herbs on me, as well as various other resources. I can give them all to you!” he pleaded as he continuously pulled out various types of mystical herbs from his item pouch.
Deep within the desolate, uninhabited reaches of Demonia Mountain, the environment was extremely harsh. Yet, it was here that many mystical herbs thrived, surviving for many years.
If no one were to pick them, these mystical herbs would continue to grow indefinitely.
The older the mystical herb, the higher its value. Jared watched as Stephen brought out those mystical herbs, and without any hesitation, he stored them in his own Storage Ring.
Upon seeing Jared accept his gift, Stephen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“Now that I’ve given you everything, I’ll be taking my leave…”
Having said that, Stephen slowly stepped back, intending to turn around and leave.
“Did I allow you to leave?” Jared asked coldly.
Stephen’s body shuddered as he said with a mournful expression, “I-I’ve given you everything. If you feel it’s not enough, I can return to the mansion and bring you another batch.”
“It seems like there’s still something you haven’t taken out, isn’t there?” Jared asked.
“I have nothing left on me…”
Before Stephen could finish speaking, he suddenly froze. It seemed as if he understood what Jared was talking about.
Jared was certainly referring to the Demonia Dragon Ginseng.
This Demonia Dragon Ginseng was indeed a precious item, which Stephen was reluctant to part with.
But given the current situation, he was left with no choice.
Stephen slowly reached into his robe. Subsequently, he pulled out the Demonia Dragon Ginseng.
“This is the Demonia Dragon Ginseng. With this, your strength can advance by leaps and bounds.”
After saying this, Stephen handed over the Demonia Dragon Ginseng.
Jared took the Demonia Dragon Ginseng, and without even a glance, he tossed it into his Storage Ring.
“All right; now you can die.”
After Jared finished speaking, suddenly a flash of light streaked by.
“You-”
Stephen was greatly shocked, but before he could utter a word, his head was instantly sent flying.
Immediately following, a wisp of death energy emerged from the severed neck, which Jared promptly inhaled into his stomach.
