The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6470

"But just as he prepared to rush forward, the illusion array suddenly intensified.

The scene around him warped in an instant. The outline of the exit vanished, and countless familiar figures took its place."

"Nathaniel, Rowan, Old Man Vale, and the dead disciples of Freevale stood before him.

Their bodies were covered in blood. They reached their hands toward him, letting out low, broken cries, pouring out endless suffering and the refusal to let it end like this."

"""Jared, save us...""

""Revenge... you have to take revenge..."""

"Jared's soul shook hard.

The faces of the dead and the weight of the debt he had not repaid surged up inside him all at once. His awareness blurred again, and his forward motion stopped before he could control it."

At that life-or-death instant, Aldric's voice rang out from the depths of the consciousness field, cold and clear. "Jared, wake up! This is an illusion array! None of it is real! You cannot let it mislead you. Have you forgotten your mission? Have you forgotten that you still have to rebuild your body and take revenge?"

"Aldric's voice struck like thunder.

It jolted Jared awake in an instant."

"Jared came back to himself with a violent snap.

A hard light flashed through his eyes. He forced down everything surging inside him, ignored the illusions completely, and drove every bit of his spiritual power. Then he became the violet streak at its absolute limit and charged with everything he had toward the exit's position in his memory."

"The illusions kept interfering along the way.

Countless eerie silhouettes lunged at him, but the Aureate Codex's golden radiance knocked them aside one after another."

"The distance was only several hundred yards, yet in that moment it might as well have stretched across mountains and seas.

For every inch Jared flew, the stabbing pain in his spirit sharpened another degree, and the illusion array pressed in harder, layer after layer."

"Just as his strength was about to give out, blue light flared ahead of him again.

The exit was right there."

"Jared clenched down and wrung out the last trace of strength he had left.

He tore through the illusion array's restraints and plunged headfirst into the exit."

"In an instant, the darkness broke apart.

Light flooded in, and Jared finally forced his way out of the Elder Soulborn Labyrinth."

"The moment he broke free of the labyrinth, the view opened wide before him.

It was nothing like the endless darkness inside the labyrinth. The Second Trial lay ahead as an open, square chamber."

"The chamber was not large, only 100 yards around.

Towering black rock walls rose on every side, steep and sheer, their surfaces carved all over with Elder Soulborn soul-runes. A faint blue glow seeped from the markings and washed the entire chamber in an eerie light."

"At the very center of the chamber, a dense pack of soul-beasts had gathered.

There were too many to count at a glance. At minimum, there had to be more than 100 of them, a black mass pouring out a thick, bloodthirsty aura that made the air seem colder."

"These soul-beasts had no solid bodies.

They were condensed from pure black mist, and no two forms were exactly alike. Some looked like lean black wolves, their fangs bared, their eyes fixed with a savage glare."

Some resembled mighty tigers, their limbs thick and powerful, their presence bearing down like a physical weight.

Some were like long snakes sliding and coiling through the air, their bodies nimble, their forked tongues flicking in and out.

Others took the shape of eagles with wings spread wide, their span reaching more than 1 yard, their talons hooked and sharp.

"Every pair of eyes burned bloodred, like live flame in the dim chamber.

That bloodthirsty light flickered as they stared straight at Jared, who stood at the entrance."

"Soundless roars gathered in their throats.

At any second, they looked ready to hurl themselves forward and tear his soul to pieces."

"Jared's soul hovered at the entrance.

The Aureate Codex's golden radiance wrapped tightly around him, and his expression had tightened until there was no room left in it for carelessness."

"He swept his senses over the soul-beasts, measuring their cultivation as fast as he could.

The answer landed like a weight. Every soul-beast was between True Immortal Realm Levels Five to Seven, and among them were more than a dozen at the peak of True Immortal Realm Level Nine, only one step from becoming Golden Immortals."

"More than 100 True Immortal Realm soul-beasts.

If Jared still had a physical body, his own combat strength would have been enough to handle them without question."

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