The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5816

At the far edge of the square rose a towering crystal tower, shrouded head to toe in pulsing Chaotic Origin Flame.

Around its foundation, the flames thickened to near-liquid, sliding like molten glass.

Jared's own aura blazed just as fiercely; the Chaotic Fire Lotus inside his elixir field trembled with excitement.

He raised a hand, palm sheathed in solid spiritual light, and pressed against the massive door of the tower, its surface etched with esoteric flame runes.

A deep hum answered.

The living flame upon the doors sang in delight, parting like water to reveal a lotus-shaped recess at the center.

Every contour of that recess matched the Chaotic Fire Lotus in his core to flawless perfection.

Without thinking, Jared guided the lotus to quiver and released a thread of its nascence aura.

In the next moment, a tiny but dazzling flame of chaotic colors coursed along his meridians into his palm, then gently seeped into the waiting recess.

A string of delicate clicks promptly rang out like cosmic clockwork.

Hidden gears turned with a music that felt like the very voice of the power of law.

The crystal gate, weighty as a mountain and sealed by ages, swung inward—slow, solemn, unstoppable.

From the widening gap spilled no blinding glare, only a warm, maternal radiance of chaos and an ancient, welcoming breath.

Jared did not hesitate for a single moment. He stepped forward, and his figure vanished into the chaotic glow, disappearing inside the crystal tower.

From a distance, Reiner's spiritual sense watched the slowly opening doors of the crystal tower—doors that even the Blazefire Demon Lord had once solemnly warned him never to enter—and saw Jared stepping inside without the slightest obstacle. His entire body stiffened, as if turned to stone, unable to regain composure for a long while.

Finally, he faced the direction of the tower, reined in all his aura, straightened his robes, and, in the most solemn manner, performed a deep, earth-shaking bow.

He knew that the secrets and duties he had guarded for thousands of years might finally meet their destined master.

And he had also witnessed the birth of a legend powerful enough to shake the heavens and all worlds—a legend that, at this very moment, officially set sail.

The instant Jared completely disappeared into the warm light flowing from the gates of the Chaotic Crystal Tower, it was as if he had crossed some boundary of time and space, entering a bizarre realm constructed entirely from fire and the power of law.

Inside the tower, there were no halls or rooms as one might imagine. Instead, an endless expanse of chaotic void unfolded, seemingly boundless, yet somehow fully visible at a glance.

Within the void, there was no up or down, no left or right—only countless fire runes and strands of law, flickering and glowing in every color, slowly rotating, flowing, and intertwining like a river of stars.

Those runes and strands formed innumerable shapes of fire—tiny as candlelight, colossal as stars; gentle as a warm stream, violent as a thunder calamity; alive as a budding sprout, fading as drifting embers...

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