Jared chance novel Chapter 6598

The Chaos Pearl was the core of the Chaos Sanctum, a supreme relic condensed by the forebears of the Aureate Way with unmatched divine power.

Inside it lay the complete laws of the path of chaos.

Whoever refined the Chaos Pearl would grasp the very nascence of chaotic force and become the heir to the path of chaos.

Jared stared at the gray pearl.

Its shifting ashen radiance reflected in his violet eyes.

He could feel the chaotic force inside him surging like mad, as if it had sensed a power of the same origin calling out to it.

“This is the Chaos Pearl.”

“The core of the Chaos Sanctum,” the man in white said, a rare gravity in his voice. “Before the forebears of the Aureate Way sealed the Chaos Sanctum, they took it out and entrusted it to me.

I’ve been waiting for the heir to the Aureate Codex to appear so I could pass the Chaos Pearl on. Now it belongs to you.”

Jared stepped up to the stone coffin and reached into the chasm.

The Chaos Pearl dropped into his palm.

Its touch was icy, like a piece of ten-thousand-year frost.

But it wasn’t the bite of cold.

It was a purity so absolute it felt clean, clear, and free of even the slightest impurity.

The instant the Chaos Pearl landed in his hand, everything inside Jared changed.

The chaos-flame in his spirit well roared upward.

Its violet flame struck the pearl’s gray radiance, and the collision triggered a strange, delicate resonance.

Chaotic force tore through his meridians at several times its former speed.

Every meridian was being widened, strengthened, remade.

And Jared could feel it with absolute clarity.

His cultivation had already broken through.

True Immortal Realm Level Nine.

Not late phase Level Eight. Not even the peak of Level Eight.

He had skipped all of it in one leap, jumping straight from True Immortal Realm Level Eight, middle-phase, into True Immortal Realm Level Nine.

And that was from only the tiniest fraction of the Chaos Pearl’s power being released.

Just that much had pushed him through an entire cultivation level.

If he fully refined it, how far would it take him?

The Golden Immortal Realm?

An Arch-Immortal?

An Immortal Lord?

An Immortal King?

An Immortal Emperor?

Or something even higher—a saint?

Jared didn't know.

But he knew this much—of everything he had ever obtained in his life, the Chaos Pearl was the most precious.

The man in white watched Jared break through, and a trace of relief flickered through his golden eyes.

"The Chaos Pearl holds too much power. At your current realm, you can't fully refine it. You'll need time, resources, and opportunity. But you've already taken the first step. The rest of the road... you'll have to walk on your own."

His body began to turn even more transparent, like a wisp of pale smoke about to be scattered by the wind.

His voice grew softer too, fainter with each word, as if it were drifting in from another stretch of time and space.

"My time is up. After a hundred thousand years of waiting, it's finally over."

Jared put away the Chaos Pearl and the Storage Ring, then lifted his head to look at the man in white.

Something complicated flashed through his violet eyes.

"Senior... do you have any final wish?"

The man in white fell silent for a moment, his golden eyes rising to the ceiling of the burial chamber, where a star chart had been carved with the coordinates of the heavens and the myriad worlds.

His gaze stayed on that star chart for a long time, like he was looking at a homeland he would never return to.

"The Aureate Way... must not perish." His voice was so quiet it was almost impossible to hear. "That is my only final wish."

Jared nodded. "This junior gives you his word, Senior. The Aureate Way will not perish."

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