The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6180

Bzzz!

A low hum rang out. At first it was so faint it sounded like the buzz of a mosquito, too slight to catch unless someone listened for it.

Then, in the space of a blink, the sound swelled by leaps and bounds until it became a deafening roar, like ancient war drums being struck awake.

The runes on the black stele lit up in an instant and burst with blinding light.

At first the light was green, soft and mild, like spring wind brushing through willow branches.

The cultivators around it had just started to curl their lips, ready to laugh at a low-grade bloodline, when the green light had not even fully faded before it shifted sharply into purple.

The purple light was thick as ink and carried a kind of heavy majesty with it. People around the stele found themselves stepping back several paces before they even realized it.

"Purple! It's a purple bloodline!"

Someone cried out, "That's a mid-grade bloodline! This kid actually has a mid-grade bloodline. His future's going to be enormous!"

The Basilica disciple's face changed too. The disdain in his eyes vanished and gave way to shock.

A mid-grade bloodline might not count as the very best inside the Celestial Basilica, but it was still enough to become an inner-court disciple, enjoy solid resources, and be worth pulling to their side.

But the change still wasn't over.

The purple light lasted only a single breath before it exploded again and turned into a field of dazzling gold.

That golden light came off hot and domineering, like a blazing sun hanging overhead, so harsh that people had to squeeze their eyes shut against it.

The temperature in the square shot up at once. Even the spiritual energy in the air turned restless and violent, as if this power had set it on fire.

"Gold! It's a gold bloodline!"

"My God! A top-grade bloodline! That's a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius!"

"The Celestial Basilica's about to celebrate something huge! Hurry! Go notify an Elder!"

The whole crowd exploded.

All those looks that had held jealousy and contempt a moment ago changed in an instant. What filled them now was envy, awe, and even open fawning.

That was how the immortal world worked. Strength and bloodline decided everything.

The Basilica disciple who had been receiving Jared went even redder in the face. He was just about to rush over and heap praise on him when he saw that Jared still hadn't changed expression at all, and the hand pressed against the black stele showed no sign of pulling away.

His face stayed so calm it was almost unsettling, like all of this had already fallen within his expectations.

Then, all at once, something changed again.

"Roar..."

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