A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6696

"Speak." Aureon's voice was as cold as air from the heart of an ancient glacier. "What exactly happened?"

An elder in a golden robe knelt with his forehead pressed to the cold floor, his voice trembling. "Your Majesty... Grand Elder Greenwood went down as ordered to investigate. He issued a bounty and began hunting the Demonic Cultivators of the Southern Wasteland Demon Marches.

"But Jared used a spatial artifact to move all those Demonic Cultivators to the entrance of the Emperorfall Expanse. Grand Elder Greenwood led his men after them to the ice plain and fought Jared and his companions... The result..."

He did not dare continue.

"What result?"

Aureon's voice remained calm, but beneath that calm lay a chill that crawled into the bones.

"The result... was that Grand Elder Greenwood died in battle."

The elder's voice dropped lower and lower. "The thousands of elite celestials who went with him, along with the human cultivators who accepted the bounty, were all killed as well. The celestial forces in the Nineteenth Firmament... no longer exist."

Dead silence filled the hall.

Aureon closed his eyes and drew in a slow breath.

When he opened them again, all emotion had vanished from those golden eyes. Only killing intent and an absolute, frozen cold remained.

"Jared... the Aureate Way cultivator... Demonic Cultivators..."

He forced each phrase through clenched teeth. "A mere Level Two Golden Immortal ant killed an elder of my Celestial High Temple? He destroyed every celestial force we had in the Nineteenth Firmament?"

"Your Majesty..."

The elder hesitated, but continued. "According to the reports that made it back, Grand Elder Greenwood wasn't killed by Jared alone.

"A young Demonic Cultivator who had mastered the demonic primal flame intervened. He joined forces with Jared, and together they killed Grand Elder Greenwood. That young man... appears to belong to the Inferno Devil Descent."

"The demonic primal flame?"

Aureon's brows drew sharply together. "The Inferno Devil Descent?"

"Yes... According to the surviving human cultivators, the young Demonic Cultivator called himself Skylar. He seems to be a direct disciple of the Inferno Devil Descent. His flame is incredibly fierce. It can burn straight through the protective divine light of a Level Nine Golden Immortal."

The corner of Aureon's mouth twitched. Complicated emotions surged through his golden eyes.

The demonic primal flame was the Inferno Devil Descent's supreme inheritance. Legend said only direct descendants with the purest Inferno Devil bloodline could cultivate it.

The Inferno Devil Descent might have fallen into decline in the Southern Wasteland Demon Marches, but its foundation could never be underestimated.

"The Aureate Way cultivator joined forces with a Demonic Cultivator, killed an elder of my Celestial High Temple, and wiped out every celestial force in the Nineteenth Firmament."

Aureon's voice grew colder with every word, his fury compressed to the limit. "Good. Very good. It seems these Demonic Cultivators have forgotten what the celestials did to them all those years ago."

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