“Cut the riddles and speak plainly!” Jared snapped.

The outburst sent Everett flinching. He rushed to explain, “On the surface, the Seventh Hall is the most formidable power in Third Heaven. But… There’s another place here… Mysterious, hidden. The force that rules that place is truly unmatched.”

“A mysterious place?” Jared’s brows knitted tighter. “What kind of strength do they have? What are they called?”

Everett shook his head. “I don’t know. I don’t even know where that place is.”

“Damn it, you’re playing me…” Jared’s patience snapped, and his hands were already rising, ready to strike.

“I’m not! I swear I’m not toying with you! l truly have no idea where that secret place is, and I don’t even know the name of the faction that runs it. All I know is that they’re extremely mysterious!”

“Every time there’s a large-scale battle and heavy casualties here in Third Heaven, that organization shows up. They never help either side; they only collect divine souls. Because of that, many people suspect they’re a group of demons that exists solely to refine souls,” Everett blurted the explanation in one breath.