The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6581

The three hundred disciples of Ashford Hollow didn't chase the ones who ran.

They didn't slaughter the ones who dropped to their knees, either.

They only stood in the Eightfold Trigram Array in utter silence, waiting for Jared's command.

Jared put away the Dragonslayer Sword, then turned to the Hall of Radiance cultivators kneeling on the ground.

His violet eyes passed over their terrified faces without the slightest ripple.

"From this day on, the Hall of Radiance no longer exists."

His voice stayed calm, but in the dead silence of the Hall of Radiance, every word rang with brutal clarity.

"If you're willing to surrender, hand over your arcane implements and destroy your own cultivation. Do that, and you can leave here alive. If you're not willing to surrender..."

He didn't finish the sentence.

He didn't need to.

Anyone who refused to surrender would die.

The Hall of Radiance cultivators looked at one another.

Then, one by one, they surrendered the arcane implements in their hands, gathered their spiritual power, and shattered their own meridians.

Golden saintlight bled out of their bodies as their cultivation levels crashed.

Golden Immortal Realm to True Immortal Realm. True Immortal Realm to Heavenly Immortal Realm. Heavenly Immortal Realm to the level of a mortal.

They had once been celestial cultivators who looked down on everyone else.

Now they were nothing.

But they were still alive.

As for the ones who refused to surrender, Jared gave them no chance at all.

The disciples of Ashford Hollow moved with clean, ruthless efficiency.

One strike, one death. In less than half an hour, every Hall of Radiance cultivator who kept resisting had been cut down.

Golden blood streamed before the Hall of Radiance gatehouse, gathering into dark-golden rivulets.

The air reeked of blood—thick, sharp, nauseating.

Jared stood atop the ruins of the mountain gate and looked out over it all.

Nothing stirred in his violet eyes.

He wasn't a man who loved killing.

But some people deserved to die.

The agents of the Hall of Radiance had hurt Josephine.

That alone was enough to condemn them.

It didn't matter whether they'd done it on purpose or by accident.

It didn't matter whether they were following orders or acting on their own.

If they hurt the person they never should have touched, they paid the price.

That was Jared's rule.

From the mundane world to the Ethereal Realm, from the celestial realm to the heavens and the myriad worlds, that rule had never changed.

Master Alaric Vale walked to Jared's side.

His aged eyes rested on him, and something complicated flickered through them.

"Mr. Chance, the Hall of Radiance has fallen.

Where do we go next?"

Jared was silent for a moment before he said, "Gather every resource in the Hall of Radiance.

We're returning to Ashford Hollow."

Master Alaric Vale nodded, then turned and gave a few quiet orders to the disciples behind him.

The disciples of Ashford Hollow began clearing the battlefield, collecting the spoils, and treating the wounded.

Jared remained standing on the ruins, his gaze fixed to the northeast.

That was the direction Josephine had gone.

She had no idea what had happened here.

She didn't know any of what he had done for her.

Maybe she would never know.

Maybe even if she found out, she still wouldn’t care.

She had lost her memory.

She didn’t remember Jared at all.

To her, he was only someone she knew.

A boy she’d once met in the Fourteenth Firmament. Someone who had helped her in the Northern Abyss Frost Chasm.

That was all.

But Jared didn’t care.

What he had done for her was never something she needed to know.

He didn’t need her gratitude. He didn’t even need her to care.

He only wanted her to know one thing...

that in this world, there was still someone who cared about her.

Someone who still remembered her. Someone still willing to risk his life for her.

Even if she had forgotten everything.

Even if she would never remember him.

“Let’s go.”

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