The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6737

Aureon's eyes opened.

Confused, he blinked several times before sitting up and examining both hands.

They were perfectly intact. Celestial power coursed abundantly through his meridians, and divine origin surged through his core.

He touched his neck. The skin was smooth, without the slightest wound.

Then he raised his head and looked around. He saw the golden blood and broken artifacts covering the ground, the remains of seven bodies blown to pieces, and thousands of headless corpses strewn across the valley.

Then he saw the man in white.

The shattered remains of the Divine Sovereign of Time's disciple—the celestial expert who had reversed spacetime—lay scattered in a pool of dark-gold blood. It was no longer possible to make out the shape of his body.

The sight made Aureon recoil, his dark-gold pupils drawing tight.

His memories ended at the final moment before his death. He had been preparing to torture Jared when a middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere. Then he lost consciousness.

He remembered saying something, and then... there was nothing after that.

He had no idea how he died. He only knew that he was alive again.

His gaze shifted to Jared's side. The middle-aged newcomer had not moved at all since his arrival.

Then he looked at the bodies covering the ground and the remains of the celestial experts who had exploded.

A terror worse than death itself rose from the depths of his soul.

Thud.

Aureon dropped so hard that both knees struck the earth with a thud.

He pressed his forehead against the scorched earth and trembled violently, too afraid even to look up.

His voice held a terror and servility no one had ever heard from him before. "Don't... don't kill me... Please... don't kill me... I'll tell you anything... I'll do anything..."

Jared watched him in silence for a moment, then walked over and looked down at him.

"I won't kill you as long as you release Maxwell."

Aureon raised his head. Confusion clouded his face and dark-gold eyes. "Max... Maxwell? Who is Maxwell?"

Jared frowned. "The first lord of Celestial Palace. The leader of the celestials imprisoned him inside a void passage. I was told you locked him away yourself."

"The first lord of Celestial Palace?" Aureon's brow furrowed as he struggled to remember. "Celestial Palace... its first lord... I've never heard that name!

"That palace was already tens of thousands of years old when I took office as Celestial Emperor of the Twentieth Firmament. I have never imprisoned anyone named Maxwell!"

Jared's gaze turned cold. "Are you lying?"

"I'm not! I'm telling the truth!" Aureon sounded close to breaking. "I am the representative chosen by the celestials to serve as Celestial Emperor in the Twentieth Firmament, but I am not the leader of the celestials!

"I only oversee celestial affairs in the Lower Realm. I have no authority over the entire celestial race!"

Jared fell silent. The chill in his eyes did not fade, but he knew Aureon was telling the truth.

The once-insufferably arrogant Grand Zenith Immortal now knelt before him, trembling. He did not even have the courage to lie.

But was Maxwell important enough for the leader of the celestials to imprison him personally?

If so, just how unfathomable was Maxwell's strength?

Looking back, Jared realized he had never known Maxwell's cultivation realm at all.

"So you're saying you know nothing, can do nothing, and have no value to me?" Disappointment and coldness entered Jared's voice.

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