The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance)

"Old Mr. Giuvali, how's your recovery coming along?" Jared inquired with Misho. "I'm back at eighty to ninety percent of my strength. I'm good to go," Misho replied.

"We are being pursued by Demonic Cultivators, so some of us have to stay back to stop them. Now that Mr. Chevalier is injured and needs immediate medical attention, I plan to let Mr. Tamazi take him and lead the weaker members of the party to escape. The rest of us will stay and deal with the Demonic Cultivators. If it's possible, we should aim to annihilate them. Otherwise, they will continue to harm unsuspecting travelers," Jared laid out his plan to Misho.

"No problem. I'm keen to meet these Demonic Cultivators," Misho said with a nod.

Thereafter, Jared instructed Tamazi to take Hamish, Cloud, and the girls away for the time being.

Given how weak they were, there wasn't much they could do.

"Jared, you're just a Body Fusion Realm cultivator. Why don't you leave with them? I'll take on the Demonic Cultivators with the others. Don't worry. I'll definitely not show them any mercy," Misho suggested to Jared.

Even though Jared was skilled in medicine, he was still an Eighth Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator, someone who was too weak in the eyes of a Tribulator.

"There's an alchemist within the Demonic Cultivators who's skilled in creating poisons. You'll be at a disadvantage against him, so I'll deal with him instead," Jared replied.

Agreeing with Jared, Misho didn't have anything more to say.

Soon, Xanthus finally arrived. He showed no fear, even though Jared, Misho, and the others were waiting for him.

"I'm here just to kill Jared. Those who're not involved, step aside or I'll show you no mercy!"

The moment Xanthus unleashed the aura of a Sixth Level Tribulator, its pressure began to suffocate everyone.

"Hmph, a lowly Demonic Cultivator like you sure know how to talk big."

Misho let out a snort before his body shook abruptly. He, too, exploded with the aura of a Sixth Level Tribulator to counter Xanthus.

Xanthus' eyes narrowed, for he had not expected anyone within the group to be as powerful as he was.

Nonetheless, despite the scowl on his face, there was no sign of him panicking.

"I'm an elder of Soulless Hall. You had better think twice before taking me on. All of you are just travel companions of this young man. There's no need for you to risk your lives for him." Xanthus mentioned Soulless Hall on purpose to intimidate the group.

Everyone was consequently stunned.

"Wasn't Soulless Hall destroyed by Demon Seal Alliance a long time ago? Why do their remnants still exist?"

"It's been a long time since we heard of Soulless Hall. I can't believe it is still around!"

"They are infamous for their ruthlessness. Now that they have emerged, they will only bring suffering."

Despite their discussions, no one showed any signs of backing down.

Firstly, they were all on the same team. It was imperative that they helped each other if they wanted to reach the southern region alive.

The second reason was that Jared was a Supreme Alchemist. If it wasn't for him, they would have lost their minds and killed each other while being under the influence of the poison veil.

As long as he was with them, they didn't have to worry about injuries or the poison veil again.

"Stop wasting time and get on with it. If you don't have the guts to fight, then get lost," Misho snapped, showing Xanthus no respect at all.

Their ferocity caused Xanthus to hesitate, for he was no match for the entire group combined.

At that moment, Rostom was hiding behind a nearby tree. Watching how events were unfolding filled him with regret.

He had not expected that a party formed temporarily was willing to risk their lives to protect Jared.

Moments later, a flurry of footsteps was heard, heralding the arrival of Hyrum and his men.