The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6310

"Yes."

Edmund lowered his voice.

"Shadow Hall has been expanding the underground palace lately, and they need a huge number of hands. They don't dare touch people from the major powers, so they pick off wandering cultivators like us instead.

"Once they're taken to the Shade Abyss, very few ever make it back."

Jared fell silent for a moment.

"Does Malachy Vane know about this?"

Edmund gave a bitter smile.

"The Lord of Shadow Hall... maybe he doesn't know. Maybe he does and just doesn't care. In Shadow Hall, his word is absolute. No one dares go against his orders. But he rarely concerns himself with things like this. Most of the time, it's the people under him acting on their own."

"What kind of person is Malachy Vane?" Jared asked.

Edmund took a second, then said, "The Lord of Shadow Hall... he isn't one of the demon clansmen by birth."

Jared paused.

"He's not a demon?"

"That's right." Edmund nodded. "He entered the Shade Abyss 5 thousand years ago. Back then, the Hall Master of Shadow Hall was Magnus Storme.

"Malachy Vane defeated Magnus Storme by himself and took the Lord's seat."

"His methods were ruthless, but under his rule, Shadow Hall's power rose fast. It went from a small force to one of the top three major powers in the Fifteenth Firmament."

"Magnus Storme?" Jared repeated the name.

"Yes. After Magnus Storme was beaten by Malachy Vane, he fled. Later, he joined the Celestial Tribunal and became its Deputy Hall Master."

"Aren't the celestials supposed to be arrogant? Why would they take in a demon?" Jared asked.

Edmund laughed, and there was nothing warm in it.

"The celestials act high and mighty on the surface, like everything else is beneath them. Behind the scenes, they're rotten to the core."

"They didn't take Magnus Storme in out of pity. They took him in because he had an ancient thunder canon in his hands. Rumor says that if it's cultivated to the limit, it can rival the peak of the True Immortal Realm.

"The Tribunal wanted that canon. That's why they gave Magnus Storme shelter."

"Because of that, Malachy Vane and the Celestial Tribunal have been bitter enemies. Over the last 5 thousand years, they've clashed again and again, big fights and small ones, with countless dead and wounded."

"Malachy Vane has always been looking for a chance to get back at Magnus Storme, but he's never made a move. Some say he's wary of the Tribunal Venerable standing behind Magnus Storme.

"The Tribunal Venerable is the number one figure in the Fifteenth Firmament, a True Immortal Realm Level Eight expert. Malachy Vane isn't his match."

Jared nodded.

That was enough. The picture had already come together.

"Thank you for telling me, Master Rowe." Jared cupped his fist.

Edmund quickly returned the gesture.

"You're too polite, fellow adept Jared. You saved our lives. What does a little information matter compared to that?

"Right, what brings you to Blackstone City? Are you heading to the Shade Abyss?"

Jared nodded.

Edmund Rowe's expression turned grave. "Fellow adept Jared, I'd advise you to be careful. Shade Abyss has been locked down hard lately, and they've been especially wary of outside cultivators. You just beat up men from Shadow Hall. Word has probably already reached Shade Abyss. If you go there now…"

"I know," Jared cut in. "I know how far to take it."

Edmund let out a breath, then reached into his robe, pulled out the token, and held it out to Jared.

"This is a token from our Wandering Cultivators Alliance. If you run into trouble in Shade Abyss, take it to the Wandering Cultivators Alliance local chapter in Blackstone City. We'll do everything we can to help."

Jared accepted the token and thanked him.

Then he left Blackstone City with Gwendolyn.

The entrance to Shade Abyss was a gigantic stone door. On both sides stood two lines of demon cultivators, each of them somewhere between True Immortal Realm Level One and Level Two.

They wore black cuirasses and carried long spears. Their faces were hard and cold.

The moment Jared and Gwendolyn reached the stone door, they were surrounded on all sides.

"Stop right there!"

"Who are you?"

"Anyone who trespasses into Shade Abyss dies!"

More than twenty demon cultivators closed in around the two of them, their spearpoints aimed straight at their throats.

Jared didn't move. He didn't say a word either.

He only stood there and looked at them, calm and steady, as if he were looking at a swarm of ants.

The captain at the front recognized him at once. He was the same demon captain Jared had sent running in Blackstone City not long ago.

His face went dark, and the look in his eyes turned vicious.

He was a captain, after all, yet Jared hadn't given him the slightest bit of face.

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