Among them were ordinary cultivators at True Immortal Realm Level Two, squad captains at Level Three, deputy elders at Level Four, and even two Elders at Level Five.

They closed in, surrounding Jared from every direction.

Golden holy radiance surged toward him like a rising tide.

“Jared! Surrender now! The Hall Master might still spare your life!” one of the Level Five Elders shouted.

Jared glanced at him.

Then he smiled.

It was the faintest hint of a smile—so slight it was almost imperceptible.