Chapter 5438

“With wounds like that,” Onneas continued, voice dropping to a thoughtful murmur, “how did you tear through the barrier between level six and level eight? A Human Immortal cultivator might survive such a leap only with a magical item. Even then, death waits behind every veil.”

Jared straightened and bowed toward Onneas. “Ms. Dusko, I did not take the risk for glory. Level six stands on the cliff’s edge. The Soul Devourer stole the Ritual Manual, unleashed one hundred thousand demonic souls, and drowned the realm in blood. Celestia’s cultivators lie in ruin, the beast race faces extinction, and common folk are butchered.”

“If I didn’t come here, level six’s people would perish.”

Onneas tilted her head and asked, “So you hurled yourself into oblivion to persuade me to save level six?”

“Exactly.” Jared dipped into a aching bow, then lifted his eyes, fierce with urgency. “I beg you, Ms. Dusko. Please strike down the Soul Devourer and give level six a chance to breathe again.”

“Why should their fate concern me? I share no blood with the cultivators on level six,” Onneas smirked.

Jared blinked and said, “Ms. Dusko, you are a celestial, so are the cultivators of Celestia on level six. You can’t let the demonic souls kill your people.”