Chapter 5477

Chapter 5477

“I… I don’t know. I-I only stand guard,” the Demonic Cultivator stammered, chains clinking against his armor as his whole body shook.

“Savior, that wretch knows nothing,” cried a middle-aged cultivator in a ragged gray tunic as he hurried forward. “Only Obsidian Stone Sect’s elders keep such secrets. He is a mere pawn.”

“Oh!” Jared flicked his wrist. Black fire swallowed the Demonic Cultivator; before a scream could form, it unraveled into a ribbon of smoke and was gone.

“Thank you for rescuing us.”