The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6578

Along the way, every wandering cultivator and every member of a minor order who saw the procession quickly stepped aside.

The shock in their eyes was impossible to miss.

Ashford Hollow had emptied itself out. What were they doing?

Were they about to go to war with one of the great sects?

The news spread through the mountains like it had grown wings. In less than half a day, every force within thousands of miles knew that Ashford Hollow had sent out three hundred disciples and was advancing southeast.

Southeast.

In the direction of the Hall of Radiance.

The Ember God Palace.

Aurelius Embercrown sat on the Flame God's Throne, a fresh intelligence dispatch in his hand.

There was only a single line written on it—"The three hundred disciples of Ashford Hollow have mobilized in full and are advancing toward the Hall of Radiance."

Aurelius Embercrown stared at the line, a flicker of confusion passing through his red-gold eyes.

Ashford Hollow and the Hall of Radiance had their grievances, but never to the point of open war.

That old fox Master Alaric Vale had spent tens of thousands of years lying low, never once provoking another force first.

So what had changed today?

"Keep digging," Aurelius Embercrown said, tossing the intelligence dispatch to his confidant. "I want to know exactly what Ashford Hollow is trying to do."

"Yes, my lord."

His confidant accepted the order and withdrew.

Left alone on the throne, Aurelius Embercrown tapped his fingers lightly against the armrest.

A dull thud sounded with each tap.

He had a bad feeling about this.

Ashford Hollow didn’t mobilize out of nowhere. This had to have something to do with Jared.

A few days earlier, a force from the Hall of Radiance had gone to the Northern Abyss Frost Chasm—and every last man had been wiped out. Even the Golden Immortal Level Four elder leading them never came back.

The Hall of Radiance was still investigating, and so far they had nothing.

But if Jared had been part of that battle, and if Master Alaric Vale knew it...

Aurelius Embercrown’s frown deepened.

"Jared..." he murmured, tasting the name under his breath. A thread of killing intent flashed through his red-gold eyes. "What exactly are you trying to do?"

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The Hall of Radiance stood in the southeast of the Eighteenth Firmament, built atop a massive spirit vein.

The entire palace had been raised from white jade. Under the sun, it gave off a soft white glow, and from a distance it looked like a pearl set into the earth.

Nine floating sacred daises encircled it.

Each one was carved with saintlight sigils that glittered under the sun, and together they cast a golden barrier of holy radiance over the entire palace.

This was the Hall of Radiance’s grand warding array—the Saintlight Firmament. According to legend, it could withstand any attack below Golden Immortal Realm Level Five.

The master of the Hall of Radiance was Lord Saintlight, a Golden Immortal Realm Level Five expert and the strongest of the celestials in the Eighteenth Firmament apart from Aurelius Embercrown.

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. He had watched the Hall of Radiance rise from a minor branch of the celestials into the second-greatest power in the Eighteenth Firmament.

At that moment, Lord Saintlight sat in the great hall with the exact same intelligence dispatch Aurelius had received in his hand.

"Three hundred disciples of Ashford Hollow have mobilized and are advancing toward the Hall of Radiance."

His brows drew tight.

Ashford Hollow.

Master Alaric Vale.

That old fox had hidden in the Ashford Range for tens of thousands of years, never once taking the initiative to provoke anyone.

So what had changed today?

"Have you found out yet?" Lord Saintlight’s voice rolled through the great hall, low and heavy with authority.

One of the Hall of Radiance cultivators kneeling below lifted his head. His face was pale, and his voice shook as he answered, "Reporting to Lord Saintlight, we have. Ashford Hollow moved for one reason... it has to do with a man named Jared."

"Jared?"

Lord Saintlight’s frown tightened. "You mean the same Jared who killed Garrick Emberbane in the Godfall Wastes and slaughtered one of my Hall of Radiance forces in the Northern Abyss Frost Chasm?"

"Yes, Lord Saintlight."

"What connection does he have to Ashford Hollow?"

"Our investigation shows that Jared is... the heir to the Aureate Codex."

Silence crashed over the great hall.

Lord Saintlight’s expression changed.

The Aureate Codex.

The lost supreme inheritance of the Aureate Way, gone for hundreds of thousands of years.

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