“I don't want your rubbish Demonic Cultivation.”
Jared narrowed his eyes dangerously.
“T-Tell me, what do you want? I can give them all to you,” Warren stammered out in fear.
Jared sneered as his eyes drifted toward Warren's chest. “I want the elixir field in you.”
Right as Jared uttered that, fear manifested in Warren's eyes.
The elixir field was the source of energy for martial artists. Without the elixir field, the martial artist would be useless. Energy cultivators could recover their shattered elixir field through cultivation, but that was not the case for martial artists.
Therefore, by asking for his elixir field, Jared was telling Warren that he wanted him to never be a martial artist for the rest of his life.
That would be an ending worse than death for Warren.
He was the director of the Warriors Alliance. How was he going to face those prestigious martial arts families if he were to lose all of his abilities?
“Please! Please don't do this to my elixir field. I—" Warren begged, but before he could even finish his sentence, Jared punched him.
Thump!
Jared's punch collided against Warren’s chest. In fact, his whole fist penetrated Warren's body.
The force of the blow had gone through Warren's Divine Safeguard.
Crack! came the soft sound of shattering.
Warren froze. Then, he slumped to the ground.
Jared's punch had shattered Warren's elixir field.
In a second, all of Warren's martial energy dissipated, and he became a powerless man.
“Y-You really shattered my elixir field...”
Warren was as pale as a sheet.
Jared then removed his bloody hand from Warren's stomach. Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the branches that kept Warren in place disappeared.
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