The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6407

"He hesitated no longer.

At once, he poured the refined chaotic force inside his body into the eldercrystal in an unbroken stream."

In that instant, Evershade's rich green verdant spirit-glow and the overbearing, bottomless violet chaos-light wove together and fused.

"A two-colored green-violet pillar of light shot upward.

The two ultimate forces fit together perfectly, releasing a dreadful power that made the world tremble."

"Jared pressed both hands against the screen of light.

The spiritual power inside him ran at full force, and his spiritual soul drove the fused power forward. A low shout burst from him and shook the passage."

"Break!"

The violent green-violet pillar of light erupted with a crash and smashed down hard against the golden God-King ward-veil.

Boom!

"A deafening blast tore open the passage of the Second Depth.

The entire passage shook hard, and broken stones rattled loose from the rock walls, raining down in a dry, frantic scatter."

"The God-King's ward-veil, so unshakable a moment before, was driven to the edge of collapse in an instant.

Across its surface, sigils shattered in wide swaths."

"Cracks packed together like a spiderweb spread wildly at a speed the eye could follow.

The once-heavy, condensed golden radiance dimmed fast, as if the force holding it together had been ripped out from underneath it."

"The Level Seven warden's wild, smug smile froze on his face.

His pupils snapped tight, and every trace of color drained from his face."

His eyes were packed with a look that had no room left for denial, only the raw collapse of certainty.

"No... impossible... This is the God-King's seal... How could low-level cultivators force their way through it...?"

"His hoarse scream had not yet died in the air when the golden ward-veil, solid beyond reason, broke with a world-shaking crack.

Then it came down all at once, collapsing into fragments."

"The green-purple pillar of flame surged forward with nothing left to stop it.

It swept straight across the 200 elite celestial cultivators ahead."

Shrill screams burst out one after another in the same instant.

Those 200 celestial elites, every one of them above Level Five, had no power to resist before the ultimate force born from the fusion of the two sources.

"Bodies were torn apart, melted away, and crushed to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Golden blood sprayed through the air."

"In a single breath, every last one of them was wiped out.

Not even an intact corpse or bone was left behind."

"The blinding light slowly faded.

Inside the passage, dead silence settled over a scene of ruin."

"Jared slowly drew back his hands.

His face had gone slightly pale, and his breathing rose and fell unevenly."

"The 100 thousand years of spiritual essence stored inside the Evershade Eldercrystal had been drained by more than half in that single strike.

The crystal's luster had dulled, its spiritual essence had leaked away badly, and the damage to it was already severe."

"He returned the dimmed eldercrystal to Elder Cillian.

Then he gave a slight bow and cupped his fists with solemn weight."

"Thank you, elder, for putting your full strength behind me. I, Jared, will remember this debt."

Elder Cillian gave a small shake of his head, his expression calm. "Allies are meant to watch over and help one another. There is no need for thanks."

"Overthrowing celestial tyranny and freeing all living beings under heaven is exactly what the Sylvan Kin has always wished for."

"The barrier had been destroyed.

The guards had been wiped out."

The group immediately surged into the cell blocks of the Second Depth.

Compared with the First Depth, where the prisoners had been solely from the human race, the Second Depth held Resistance champions from across the lands, from all kinds of races and regions.

"There were veteran human cultivators.

There were beastfolk champions with bodies built like living weapons."

"There were Demonic Cultivator figures whose methods were strange and impossible to read.

There were also mighty Ghost Clan adepts with condensed ghostly souls."

"Their races were mixed and complicated, but the prison had given them the same cruelty.

Every one of them had endured the same confinement and torment."

"When the cell doors were broken open one after another, and every shackle was melted through, countless foreign-kin cultivators finally regained Liberty.

At that moment, the grief and fury that had been pressed down for too long erupted without restraint."

"Champions of every kin bowed in turn.

Then, facing Jared, Nathaniel, and Elder Cillian, they knelt deeply, offering thanks for the lives that had been given back to them."

"Jared still said little as he kept saving people.

He cleared one cell after another and broke one set of shackles after another."

"No violent aura surged outward from him.

At first glance, he seemed almost ordinary."

"Yet hidden beneath that stillness was a boundless shadow-force capable of devouring everything.

His whole body had fused perfectly with the surrounding dark."

"True Immortal Realm Level Nine.

Marshal Vale."

"Behind his tall, cold back stood exactly 50 elite celestial warriors.

Their formation was strict, their presence deep and heavy as a mountain."

"Every celestial cultivator wore gilded holy armor.

Dense golden holy radiance coiled around them, and every one of their cultivation bases pressed firmly above True Immortal Realm Level Seven. Their blood vitality surged, and their celestial power ran thick."

"Each of them carried a narrow hallowed runeblade.

Blazing holy golden radiance flowed along the blades, while sacred pressure spread out like a tide covering the sky and earth. Pair after pair of eyes stared forward like frost, stripped of every human flicker, leaving only slaughter and loyalty, like a pack of merciless arms that knew nothing but obedience and killing."

"Marshal Vale's flat gaze pierced through the dim corridor and locked onto Jared, who was approaching at an unhurried pace.

His thin lips slowly curled into a cold, mocking arc, sharp enough to chill the bone."

"Jared, you finally set foot here after all. I have waited for you in Blackstone Gaol's Third Depth for a very long time."

"Jared stopped walking.

The aura around him stayed steady, without the slightest break, and his level gaze met the foremost celestial war champion ahead. His voice came out even, without a ripple. ""You waited here specifically for me?"""

"That's right."

"A blade-like cold light flashed through Marshal Vale's eyes.

The darkness around him swelled violently, and suppressed killing intent flooded the entire chamber in an instant."

"You killed the celestial general Lucian. You slaughtered the stationed powerful adepts. You tore apart Blackstone Gaol's first two depths, which should have been as solid as iron. You have committed a crime high enough to reach the heavens, and the celestial High Sovereign is beyond fury."

"He personally ordered me to guard this place and cut off your path. Alive, you will be brought before him. Dead, your corpse will be enough. Today, even if you grew wings, you would not fly out of here."

"His words paused for half a beat.

Then his sharp gaze swept over the Sylvan warriors following behind Jared. His brows drew tight at once, and the space between them turned heavy, as if the sight itself had wasted his time."

"The Sylvan lineage has always kept away from worldly conflict and lived long in Evershade. Why would you recklessly involve yourselves in the grudge between the celestials and him?"

"Elder Cillian stepped out from the formation at a measured pace.

Soft blue-green spiritual light moved around him, while his face stayed firm and level. He yielded nothing, pushed nothing too far, and the bearing of an elder showed in every inch of him."

"The Sylvan Kin have already formed an alliance of attack and defense with Freevale. We share honor and ruin alike. Marshal Vale, the sea of bitterness has no shore, but turn back and you will find land. Lead your celestial elites out of this place at once, and we can still open a path for you and spare your life," Elder Cillian said.