He would fight the Warriors Alliance to the death!
With that, Jagoan raised his palm and smashed the head of that Black Copper Robe warrior to bits!
Although the man was now out of his wits, Jagoan still refused to spare him.
When the people from Gutwrencher Sect saw that, they started bowing vigorously.
“Mister, we aren’t from the Warriors Alliance. We are not,” Augustus tried to explain.
“No? Since you aren’t, why do you obey the commands of the men in black?” asked Jagoan.
Augustus replied, “It’s President Zeigler from the Warriors Alliance. With the token in hand, he ordered us to move here…”
“Zion died a long time ago. Didn’t you know that? What kind of token did he have that makes all of you so frightened?” asked Jagoan in puzzlement.
“I have seen that token before. Twenty years ago, Gilbert Feigenbaum, a demonic cultivator, was carrying such a token. This token allows the holder to call on all the Demonic Cultivation sects in Chanaea. But I have no idea why Zion has it. Now that Zion is dead, we have no idea where the token is. In the future, the Demonic Cultivation sects will be scattered all over, and there will be no one to command them,” Jagoan explained.
Jagoan burst into laughter when he heard that. “It doesn’t matter if the token is gone. I can make Gilbert appear right now.”
He then opened the Storage Ring, and a black mist drifted out.
The black mist soon formed a human figure, and it turned out to be the spirit of Gilbert!
Jagoan was dumbfounded when he saw that. He never knew that the spirit of Gilbert was with Jagoan all this while.
I thought Gilbert was dead a long time ago?
As for Augustus, he appeared very excited when he saw Gilbert.
“Mr. Chance,” Gilbert greeted Jagoan respectfully.
Everything he had was controlled by Jagoan, so he had no choice but to obey him now.
“Take a good look at this bunch of people. Are they your disciples and grand-disciples?” Jagoan asked Gilbert.
Gilbert glanced at those people from the Gutwrencher Sect before asking, “Which sect are you from?”
“We are from the Gutwrencher Sect, Elder,” replied Augustus immediately.
“The Gutwrencher Sect?” Gilbert frowned. “I remember that your leader was more powerful than this.”
Augustus was embarrassed. “Back when the majority of the Demonic Cultivation sects were being annihilated, only a small group survived. Our abilities are considered quite well among the Demonic Cultivation sects.”
Gilbert let out a loud sigh and said, “Listen carefully to me. In the future, all of you are to be loyal to Mr. Chance and obey his commands.”
“Yes, sir!” Augustus nodded his head and promised immediately.
The instructions of an elder were more powerful than a token.
“Mr. Chance, in the future, please let me handle the Demonic Cultivation clans when you meet them,” said Gilbert ingratiatingly.
“Fine!” Jagoan nodded before asking Gilbert, “You know quite a bit about ancient ruins. Let me ask you. How much do you know about the Skywrath Sect?”
“Mr. Chance, my knowledge of ancient ruins only goes as far back as a thousand years. Skywrath Sect has a history of several thousand years. I really don’t know much about them,” answered Gilbert.
“Since that’s the case, go back first. When the time is right, I’ll find a mortal body for you.”
Jagoan then opened the Storage Ring and kept Gilbert’s spirit.
Augustus and the rest of them bowed to Jagoan.
“All of us from the Gutwrencher Sect vow to follow you until the day we die!” Augustus shouted fervently.
Now that their elder was in Jagoan’s custody, they had no choice but to submit to him.
Jagoan took one look at Augustus before saying, “All of you can follow me, but you aren’t allowed to practice Demonic Cultivation and devour the essence of innocents again. If I ever find out, I’ll show no mercy.”