The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5637

Jared chuckled, low and almost pitying. "Vanish? I believe the ones who should disappear are standing right in front of me."

A vein pulsed in Jaehaerys' temple. "This is internal Celestial Palace business. Meddle, and you will suffer for it."

"Internal business?" Jared's laughter carried iron beneath velvet. "You betray your own master and still dare hide behind protocol? I'm here to clean house for the Palace."

Brennan—second of the hall masters—threw his head back and roared. "You? Boy, you don't even know how to spell the word death."

"Let's find out together," Jared answered.

Power spilled from him in a ringing wave, rattling the chains that bound the Celestial King and dimming the torches as though they feared his light.

Jared was only Human Immortal Realm Level Three, yet the pressure he exuded eclipsed many who had clawed their way to level nine.

Jaehaerys stood at Heavenly Immortal Realm, Brennan at Human Immortal Realm Level Nine. Even so, both men felt an unexpected weight pressing against their lungs.

"Interesting," Jaehaerys muttered, a spark of genuine intrigue flickering across his face.

"Impressive talent for one so young," he admitted. "But rescuing anyone from us is still far beyond you."

"Try me." The last syllable had barely left Jared's lips before he blurred forward, a streak of silver in the smoky light, aimed straight at Jaehaerys.

Caught off guard by the sudden lunge, Jaehaerys hastily wove a hand-seal. A column of divine force thundered from his palms toward the charging youth.

Boom!

The two forces collided, hurling a shockwave through the hall that rattled iron sconces and sent dust spiraling from the rafters.

Stone tiles fractured like thin ice beneath their feet, spider-web cracks racing outward in every direction.

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