Chapter 741 He Is Jaziel Lassche

• With Jaziel's words still echoing in the air, every cultivator inside the Illusionary Realm lifted a trembling hand and brought it crashing against their skull. The smacks rang out like a grim, synchronized drumbeat.
• Only Juanita remained. She bit down on her lower lip, staring at Jaziel with a mixture of defiance and dread.
• “Well now, Ms. Mills. Do you need me to do the honors myself?” Jaziel's tone was light, almost teasing, as though he were inviting her to a dance instead of hinting at violence.