The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6468

Wellspring Order, the forehall.

"The hall had been built from flagstone.

It was plain and simple, without the dazzling gold-and-jade splendor of Pole Star Hall and without the deep, hidden mystery of Thornwild Palace."

"The pillars inside the hall were carved with the achievements of the ancestral patriarchs of Wellspring Order.

Each relief told a piece of Wellspring Order's history."

"A towering First Patriarch's statue was enshrined within the hall.

It had been carved from fine warm jade, so lifelike that the gentle smile around its brow and eyes seemed almost alive."

"That was the First Patriarch of the Aureate Way, the ancient mighty adept who had comprehended the Aureate Codex and founded the lineage of the Aureate Way.

Long ago, he had already ascended to a higher cultivation level."

"Julian sat cross-legged on the prayer mat, meditating before the First Patriarch's statue.

But stillness would not come."

"His brows were locked tight, and his eyelids gave faint, uneven twitches.

It was as if a huge stone had been set on his chest, pressing down so heavily that even breathing had turned difficult."

"Jared's Elder Soulborn Trial would happen in the next day or two.

Master Wellspring was not inside the order."

"That matter kept pulling at him.

There was no way for him to settle into cultivation."

"He opened his eyes and let out a sigh.

Then he rose, walked to the doorway of the hall, and looked into the distance."

"The sky was blue.

The clouds were thin.

The wind was light."

"Everything was quiet.

Only his heart refused to quiet with it."

"Just then, a disciple stumbled in at a run.

His face had gone deathly pale, his voice shook, and his lips trembled so badly he could barely force the words into shape. ""Elder Julian! This is bad! Venerable Starwick, the Hall Master of Pole Star Hall, is bringing the four Golden Immortal elders straight toward Wellspring Order! They are already... already almost at the mountain gate!"""

"Julian's expression changed in an instant.

He shot to his feet, snatched the longsword from his waist, and strode out of the forehall."

"His fingers quivered slightly.

It was not the tremor of someone cowed. It was what happened when restraint had been scraped raw by insult."

"Pole Star Hall had gone too far.

The Writ of Pursuit had not been enough for them. Now they meant to come in person and search the place themselves?"

Did they really take Wellspring Order for something soft enough to squeeze whenever they pleased?

"Send the order down. Activate the Mountain-Guarding Grand Array! All disciples, full alert!"

"Yes!"

"The command rolled across the mountain gate.

The disciples rushed out from every corner, arms in hand, their faces drawn tight."

"Spiritual light flared from the Mountain-Guarding Grand Array.

A pale golden ward rose and covered the entire mountain gate. Dense sigils streamed across the radiant barrier, flashing one after another, giving off a powerful defensive force."

But Julian knew this grand array could not stop Venerable Starwick.

A being at Golden Immortal Level Three was not someone the great array could hold back.

"Even so, this grand array stood for Wellspring Order's answer.

Not just anyone could break in as they pleased."

Julian stood before the gatehouse, his hand wrapped around the sword hilt so tightly that the veins stood out.

"The mountain wind snapped his robes until they cracked in the air.

His gaze stayed locked on the distance, fixed there without shifting, his eyes ready for the first move."

Venerable Starwick came fast.

"Five golden streams of light flew in from the edge of the sky.

They looked like five meteors, each dragging a long tail of flame, before they dropped before the gatehouse of Wellspring Order."

"The golden radiance scattered.

Five figures appeared in front of Julian."

"Venerable Starwick stood at their head.

He wore a golden robe, and the force around him pressed outward with brutal weight, his aura bearing down like a mountain."

"His gaze landed on Julian as if he were looking at an ant too small to matter.

Behind him stood the four Golden Immortal elders, their auras deep and heavy, their faces unmoved, like four iron towers planted in place."

"Julian drew in a deep breath and forced down the chill pressure rising through him.

He cupped his fist in salute. His hand was shaking, but his voice did not."

"This junior is Julian Ashford, elder of Wellspring Order. Greetings, Venerable Starwick. The Sect Master is not within the order. He has gone out on business. May this junior ask what brings the Venerable here in person?"

"Gone out on business?" Venerable Starwick gave a cold laugh, the corner of his mouth lifting in a taunting curve. "What business?"

"Julian paused for a beat.

His mind moved fast."

If he did not tell the truth, Venerable Starwick would search the order.

"Better to say it first than let him find it.

At least that way, Wellspring Order would still look open and aboveboard."

"And the Sect Master truly was not here.

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