Chapter 5721

Jared glanced at the Vermilion Demon Lord’s quivering ember, gave the faintest nod, and then swung an arctic stare back to the elder’s flickering soul remnant.

The elder, feeling that stare pierce straight through his soul, pleaded, “Sir, I have told you everything I know-every secret, every thread. I beg you-”

His words dissolved into a ragged whimper as the chill in Jared’s eyes pressed on him like the lid of a stone coffin.

“Your usefulness,” Jared said, his tone as chill and smooth as polished steel, “has finally run its course.”

Without a flicker of emotion, he allowed the thought to bloom behind his eyes, and everything inside him fell silent— ready.

Deep within his consciousness field, the Golden Tome flared like a newborn sun. A torrent of pure golden flame-woven entirely from the Heavenly Law itself—whipped outward and swallowed the elder’s tattered soul remnant in a single heartbeat.

“No—” The elder’s cry shattered into a raw, impossible note of terror that tore through the mindscape before vanishing in sparks.