Chapter 5613

“So the crusade began,” he continued, the cavern air quivering with memory. “I hunted anyone linked to her sect, cutting them down one by one until even the Seventh Heaven whispered my name in terror. Yet no river of blood could mend the hollow she left behind. I have lost her forever…”

Emotion strangled the rest of his words. Tears shimmered in his eyes, quivering on the rim of a soul that no longer possessed flesh.

Jared listened in silence, sorrow and awe swelling inside him like twin tides.

He had never imagined that the roguish Vermilion Demon Lord carried a love story this fierce and unforgotten.

Jared’s gaze slid to a shadowed corner where two simple heart shapes had been scratched into the stone. A faint, sacred pulse seemed to seep from those childish lines.

He stepped closer, fingertips hovering above the grooves, sensing the thinnest ripple of spiritual power dancing across the rock.

“Take a look at these hearts,” Jared murmured, pointing. “There’s something unusual about them.”