The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6443

"At the same time, the pressure carried within that spiritual essence had grown far stronger, far sharper.

It was no longer the mild, frail cultivation power of the Sixteenth Firmament. This was top-tier energy laced with the order of a higher world and the domineering pulse of nascence itself.

Even without form, it pressed down until his spirit sank slightly under the weight."

"More importantly, deep inside that spiritual essence, a kind of nascence power flowed and spread unchecked.

It stood beyond ordinary spiritual power, beyond the cultivation of the mundane world. Ancient, timeworn, and heavy with authority, it carried its own binding force from the higher laws of the world."

"Jared understood at once.

He locked onto the source of that power in the same instant, and a hard shadow passed through his gaze.

Golden Immortal Law."

"His cultivation had stopped at the True Immortal realm. He had never stepped across the Golden Immortal threshold, and he had never had the chance to personally comprehend or cultivate the Golden Immortal Great Path.

But he had seen too much on the road that had brought him here. More than that, Aldric, an old and seasoned powerhouse, still sat within his consciousness field.

By now, Jared knew Golden Immortal Law well enough to recognize it with a single glance."

"By then, Jared had already made an exact judgment.

He had long since left the Sixteenth Firmament. Aurelius and Cassian, the two Golden Immortals, had forcibly carried him into a higher firmament of the celestial realm."

"The situation had grown more dangerous. His position had become more passive with every breath.

Even so, Jared’s spirit did not scatter, and his mind did not lurch out of place."

"He knew exactly what he had left.

Only a wisp of soul remained. He had no physical body to rely on, no outside help to lean on, and no freedom to move.

If he let himself grow restless now, he would only disturb his own mind, ruin his footing, and add risk for nothing."

Only by meeting it with a level head could he find that single thread of life.

"Without revealing the slightest movement, he drove his faint spirit sense with an extremely steady will and sent a silent transmission into the depths of the consciousness field.

“Aldric.”"

"A moment after the call faded, a remnant will answered slowly from the hidden recesses of the consciousness field.

It sounded faint and insubstantial, its aura weak, but it remained even and condensed."

“I’m here.”

"Aldric's voice carried a trace of exhaustion he could not quite cover.

The Aureate Codex had protected him, but Aldric's remnant soul was too weak. Enduring soul-refinement had worn him down badly."

"After a brief pause, his tone sank low.

“I have already examined the surrounding aura of the world. The density of the spiritual essence has surged, and the level of the laws of the realm has risen by a wide margin."

“The drifting Golden Immortal law-fragments are dense and abundant. Taking everything together, the place we are in now is at least the lands of the Seventeenth Firmament. There is no mistake.”

The Seventeenth Firmament.

Jared repeated it silently within himself.

"Venerable Emberlain and Venerable Frostgrave had joined forces before and launched a furious assault.

They had used every method they had, yet they had still failed to break through the Aureate Codex’s absolute defense. They could not refine Jared’s spirit, and they could not seize the relic."

"They refused to let the matter end there. They would not let a sovereign relic slip away for nothing.

At the same time, they could not bear to kill Jared outright and cut off their own hope. Nor were they willing to spend their own nascence in a long, grinding assault."

"After turning it over from every angle, they had only one scheme left.

They would carry Jared across realms into the higher Seventeenth Firmament, seek shelter with the foremost Golden Immortal adepts here, and borrow other hands to break the defense together, refine his spirit, and seize the Aureate Codex."

"Their calculation was precise.

Their intent was poisonous to the bone."

“The situation is dangerous. Powerful enemies are everywhere. This place is packed with adepts far beyond anything in the Sixteenth Firmament.”

"Jared sent the words in a low transmission.

The jade was smooth, luminous, and white. Year after year, it absorbed the world's spiritual essence, and after ages of accumulation, it carried its own spiritual light and treasure aura."

"The beams, pillars, carved patterns, upturned eaves, bracket sets, and domed rooflines were all wrapped in gilded ornamentation.

Sunlight spilled down, and gold shimmered everywhere, answering the radiance of three blazing suns. The whole palace stood rich, commanding, solemn, and grave, carrying both the vast grandeur of the world and the supreme dignity of the celestials."

"One glance was enough to make anyone lower their eyes.

Staring straight at it no longer seemed like something a person should dare to do."

"Around the outer perimeter of the palace, the ninefold Saintlight Ward had been laid down layer upon layer.

Each layer locked into the next, ring after ring, beginning and ending as one vast pattern that covered the entire mountain summit."

"Deep within the pattern of every ward layer, Golden Immortal nascence sigils had been engraved.

Pure Golden Immortal Law-force poured through them, giving the wards both attack and defense, with killing power beyond compare."

"If ordinary True Immortal cultivators dared step within 100 yards of the palace without permission, the guards would not even need to move.

The holy light erupting from the ward would grind them into dust in an instant. Spirit destroyed. Body gone. Not even bones left behind."

Even lower Golden Immortals, if they forced their way in carelessly, would be trapped by layer after layer of wards and badly injured, with no easy path back out.

"Directly above Pole Star Hall, in the void, a perfectly round golden orb hung suspended without end.

It shone with dazzling brilliance, slowly turning as streams of spiritual light poured across the eight directions."

"This was Pole Star Hall's hall-guarding relic—the Pole Star Reliquary.

It had been passed down from the hands of an ancient Arch-Immortal grand adept, weathered by ages beyond counting, its true power impossible to measure."

"It could guard the hall, repel enemies, amplify the formation, and stabilize fortune.

It was the central reliance that had kept Pole Star Hall secure for a thousand years and allowed it to stand among the top powers of the northern region."

"The two of them slowly reined in the force of their flight.

Their figures landed steadily on the 10,000-meter alabaster forecourt directly before Pole Star Hall."