Chapter 3911 The Wager
Jared noticed that Anton appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary-looking old man. However, the aura of authority Anton exuded was not forced but rather naturally radiated from within him.
Anton glanced toward Jared, causing Jared to lower his head subconsciously.
Due to the overwhelming pressure casually exuded by Anton, Jared felt as if he were under the weight of a mountain. He couldn’t help but tense up, resisting with all his might.
The gaze of Anton lingered on Jared for quite some time.
His gaze slowly drifted away, then he spoke in a nonchalant tone. “I don’t care about the reasons for your fights, but if you dare to engage in a large-scale battle again, you’ll all be dead.”
Everyone was shaken, a chill running down their spines.
Several cultivators were so terrified that they lost their wits, scared to death on the spot.
Fortunately, their divine souls were still intact. As long as their physical bodies weren’t damaged, they could resurrect.
“Man, he’s impressive. He’s not even a true immortal yet and is only an Immortal Realm cultivator, but he’s already so formidable. Just wait until I find all my remains and restore my physical body. When that day comes, I’ll be far more impressive than him.” Vermilion Demon Lord wore an expression full of envy.
At that moment, he too yearned to show off.
Back in the day, he had never given a second glance to those low-ranking cultivators.
Ethereal Realm was merely a battleground for a demon lord like Vermilion Demon Lord.
Demon lords like him simply didn’t care about the survival of those cultivators there, nor did they ever consider showing off in front of those cultivators.
After all, when two powerful immortals engaged in a duel, they would always choose a lower-level plane.
Even if they shattered the plane they had a fight in, they simply didn’t care.
Ordinary cultivators inhabiting those planes were merely ants to those immortals, so even if those cultivators died, the immortals wouldn’t care.
It was the survival of the fittest, and without strength, no one would care if someone survived or not.
“Shut up, and don’t cause me any trouble. I don’t want to die. You can talk about it when you’ve fully recovered and regained your strength.” Jared cautioned Vermilion Demon Lord. If I upset this Anton, I’d probably die to a single slap of his!
However, Jared’s worries were unnecessary. With the dissipation of the oppressive aura, Anton had already departed.
It wasn’t until Anton had been gone for quite some time that everyone dared to rise and lift their heads slowly.
With the oppressive force gone, everyone finally exhaled in relief.
At that moment, although both parties were glaring at each other in anger, not a single person dared to make a move.
Even Anton, who hadn’t shown his face for centuries, was provoked. Thus, if anyone dared to cause trouble again, Anton would likely destroy them.
Resentfully, Aiden looked at Jared, but he dared not make another move. Moreover, he had taken a punch from Jared and was injured. Thus, he knew it was not the right time to retaliate.
He was also incredibly worried when Nolan’s projection vanished and was concerned that his father might be hurt.
After all, if one were injured during that crucial period of secluded cultivation, it would mean all previous efforts had truly been in vain.
“Brat, you got lucky today, but don’t expect your luck to hold out forever. If you dare, meet me at the martial arts arena in Southedge City in a month’s time. If you have the guts to face me, I’ll be waiting for you. However, if you don’t, the Mueller family will hold Lunarius Palace accountable.” With gritted teeth and an icy gaze, Aiden spoke.
Even though he previously hadn’t given a second thought to Jared, at that moment, he proposed a wager to the later.
“Of course, I dare. A month from now, you won’t stand a chance against me.” Jared was brimming with confidence.
He firmly believed that in a month’s time, he wouldn’t need to worry about Aiden’s Ultimate Realm Level One power.
“Good, you’ve got guts. I’ll be waiting for you.” After finishing his piece, Aiden dramatically exited, taking everyone from the Mueller family with him.
The battlefield, which was just recently in chaos, had become significantly quieter.
