A Warrior Undefeatable novel Chapter 1230

In truth, the patriarchs of the prestigious families sensed that the auras of the men in black were somewhat different the moment they stepped into the meeting room.

“Yes, they're indeed Demonic Cultivators!”

Zion nodded and admitted to it frankly.

At once, sheer terror struck Ryker and the other patriarchs. Their expressions changed drastically.

None of them expected the man to readily admit that the men were Demonic Cultivators without hiding anything from them.

“What's the meaning of this, President Zeigler? Don't you know the consequences of conspiring with Demonic Cultivators? If the authorities were to learn about it, we’d all be doomed,” Ryker asserted gravely.

In response, Zion snorted. “Do you think we'll be safe if the authorities don't know about it? Let me tell you this—there'll presently be a revamp in the martial arts world in the whole of Jadeborough. In no time, many martial arts families will blink out of existence! Then, the Demonic Cultivators and elite fighters who had been hiding in the dark will slowly surface. Don't be so naive as to think that all the Demonic Cultivators have been wiped out. Actually, they're all hiding in the dark, even around you and me. The reason Mr. Sanders is allowing Jared so much freedom right now is mainly that he wants the man to muddle up the martial arts world. Subsequently, the authorities will lock us all up on some trumped-up charges! Therefore, we can only make a move first and have these Demonic Cultivators kill Jared. Mr. Sanders won't suspect us anyway.”

His words had the few patriarchs plunging into deep contemplation.

“Then, was it also you who sent the leader of Malison Sect, Quintus, out to kill Jared?”

Ryker recalled Quintus, who made a dramatic entrance and wanted to take Jared out.

The Demonic Cultivators had all been hidden in the dark and had no grudge against Jared. Yet, they suddenly made an appearance in public and even wanted to kill the man. Hence, someone must have ordered them to do so!

In response, Zion nodded. “Yes, it was me! Unfortunately, his capabilities were too dismal that he was killed instead.”

The few patriarchs eyed him skeptically, not quite understanding why he could order the Demonic Cultivators around.

“What exactly is your identity, President Zeigler? Why are the Demonic Cultivators obeying you?”