Chapter 5425 Beast Race Cultivators
- "Seize them! The master has promised a rich reward!" the Demonic Cultivator roared, leading the charge through the undergrowth with blades of black sorcery swirling at his flanks.
- Jared, burdened by the wounded king, staggered through the forest's tangled roots and descending mist. Warm blood seeped from the gash across Aurelius's ribs, soaking Jared's back until it felt as though hot knives pressed against his skin. He had already burned through most of his spiritual energy in the previous battle. Now, only sheer will kept his legs moving, shielding the unconscious monarch while dodging the lethal shadows pursuing them.
- "Stop running! Submit, and I'll grant you a quicker death!" the Demonic Cultivator's voice lashed the night air.