The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6459

"Aureate Heir, Beastmoor Ridge is the territory of the beast race, and it is also one of the most mysterious and dangerous regions in the North." Master Wellspring's tone turned utterly grave, and a guarded look flickered through his eyes.

"The Beast Sovereign holds court there, ruling over every branch of the beast race in the northern region. Their power is vast, and they cannot be underestimated. Inside Beastmoor Ridge, demon beasts roam everywhere, powerful adepts are as common as clouds, and the beast race has always rejected outsiders. No outsider is allowed to enter without permission."

"Anyone who barges in without authorization is expelled at best and killed at worst. There are no exceptions. And the Elder Soulborn Forest is the forbidden sanctuary of the beast race, located in the deepest part of Beastmoor Ridge."

"It is said the forest is filled with wards and formations left behind from the elder age. Countless powerful soul-beasts occupy it as well. Those soul-beasts feed on spirits, and their strength is fierce."

"Even cultivators of Golden Immortal cultivation have to move with extreme care after entering the Elder Soulborn Forest. One careless step can cost them their lives. As for cultivators below Golden Immortal rank, once they go in, it is almost nine deaths for one chance at life."

Jared's soul gave a faint tremor.

"He could hear the weight in Master Wellspring's voice.

He could also picture, with brutal clarity, what kind of place Beastmoor Ridge was—and what waited deeper inside the Elder Soulborn Forest."

"Cultivators below Golden Immortal rank had only a slim chance of coming out alive.

Jared, as he was now, had nothing left but a wisp of soul. He had not even touched the Golden Immortal threshold."

If he rushed into the Elder Soulborn Forest like this, there might not be even the thinnest thread of survival waiting for him.

"But he did not draw back.

Rebuilding his body was the only road left to him. Elderheart Soulwood was something he had to obtain."

No matter how much danger waited ahead, he still had to force his way through and try.

"Will the Beast Sovereign allow us to enter?" Jared asked slowly, the question hanging in his tone with no easy confidence behind it.

"Your servant does not know." Master Wellspring went quiet for a moment, his brows drawing together as he worked through the same problem.

"But through certain hidden channels, your servant learned that this Beast Sovereign Morgana, though she is the leader of the beast race, is still considered reasonable. She is not like the celestials, arrogant to the bone and impossible to reason with."

"And she has lived for tens of thousands of years. She has seen more than most could imagine and endured countless storms. When it comes to certain unusual people and unusual matters, she often leaves a little more room for them."

"Your situation, Aureate Heir, is extraordinarily rare. Your body was destroyed, yet you survived by relying on a wisp of soul. You also carry a heaven-defying art like the Aureate Codex. Perhaps Beast Sovereign Morgana will take an interest in your special circumstances and make an exception, allowing us to enter the Elder Soulborn Forest."

He paused, then added, "Your servant has already prepared gifts. They are spirit fruit and spirit herbs favored by the beast race. They are not world-shaking relics, but at the very least, they show sincerity."

"At first light tomorrow, we will set out for Beastmoor Ridge and request an audience with Beast Sovereign Morgana in person. No matter what it takes, we must find a way to obtain Elderheart Soulwood."

"Gifts?" Jared's voice carried a clear note of surprise. He had not expected Master Wellspring to have considered things this thoroughly.

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