The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6542

The void passage slowly closed.

In Terrandya Crown City, Osric, chairman of the Abyssal Exchange, stood at a distance and watched that smear of crimson on the horizon.

He knew Jared had gone to the Eighteenth Firmament.

And by now, the entire Seventeenth Firmament had already become Jared's territory.

Jared hadn't touched him.

Osric didn't know whether that was because Jared didn't dare—or because he simply couldn't be bothered.

But one thing was certain: Osric could not let the Aureate Codex, the inheritance of the Aureate Way, slip away just like that.

It was far too valuable.

He immediately used the Abyssal Exchange's cross-firmament Communications Array to contact Cedric.

The Abyssal Exchange's cross-firmament Communications Array was an ancient relic of immense value.

Every activation burned through several hundred supreme spirit stones, so unless there was no other choice, it was never used lightly.

Cedric, chairman of the Abyssal Exchange in the Eighteenth Firmament, was Osric's brother.

Cedric's face appeared inside the Communications Array.

Osric relayed every detail about Jared without leaving out a single word.

At the end, he added, "This boy carries the Aureate Codex, the supreme inheritance of the Aureate Way that vanished for tens of thousands of years. If we can seize it, the Abyssal Exchange's standing across the heavens will rise again. Brother, you must stop him in the Eighteenth Firmament. Whatever it costs."

After hearing him out, Cedric fell silent for a moment.

His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest of his chair.

Then he smiled.

Not the easy, practiced smile of a merchant, but the look of a hunter who had just spotted prey.

"The Aureate Codex? The supreme inheritance of the Aureate Way, lost for tens of thousands of years?"

He let out a low chuckle. "Interesting. A kid in the True Immortal Realm carrying something that precious, and he still dares enter the Eighteenth Firmament with only one companion. Don't worry, brother. I know exactly what to do."

When the transmission ended, Cedric rose to his feet and walked to the edge of the Void Pavilion, looking down over the land of the Eighteenth Firmament below.

The cloud-sea rolled underfoot.

From 10 thousand meters in the air, the nine golden towers of the Ember God Palace and the floating sacred dais of the Hall of Radiance looked like two flames of different colors, burning across the vast earth.

"Jared."

He said the name once, softly, as if savoring a delicacy that had not yet been served.

"He carries the Aureate Codex, and chaotic force too. Those idiots in the Ember God Palace and the Hall of Radiance only know how to kill. They don't even understand that you strip a man clean before you kill him.

What a waste."

He turned and instructed his confidant behind him, "Spread the order. I want every scrap of intelligence dispatch on Jared watched closely. Whatever he does, wherever he goes, I want to know before anyone else."

His confidant hesitated. "Chairman, are we supposed to... capture him?"

"Capture?"

Cedric shook his head. "No. We're going to help him.

Help him gain a foothold. Help him fight the Ember God Palace and the Hall of Radiance. Help him become one of the great powers of the Eighteenth Firmament."

He paused, and his smile deepened into something harder to read.

"When he's trampled every enemy beneath his feet, when he's overflowing with gratitude to us and not guarding against a thing—that will be the perfect moment to make our move."

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Behind them, the void passage slowly closed, and the last trace of light from the Seventeenth Firmament was swallowed by the spatial fissures.

Jared and Gwendolyn were swept forward by the force of space, their figures shooting through layer after layer of spatial barriers at a speed beyond imagination.

Around them, light and shadow twisted without end.

One moment it looked like a brilliant river of stars, the next like dark currents in an abyss, and then it shattered into countless broken scenes.

Those scenes were fragments of worlds the spatial passage brushed past along the way.

Some were all green mountains and clear water. Some were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Some were nothing but a dead, silent starry sky.

Gwendolyn's hand clamped tight around Jared's arm. This wasn't her first time entering the void passage, but this time was different.

There was no fixed exit. Morgana wasn't waiting on the other side to open the way for them. They were forcing their way into an unknown world by chasing the fleeing Envoy's fading spatial trail.

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