Chapter 5857

Jared straightened, a spark of hope igniting behind his weary eyes. This was exactly what he needed.

“Lady Aurora, what exactly are the celestials? Why are they so proud-so closed to every outsider? How vast is their strength, and what realm has their clan leader reached?”

Lady Aurora gathered her thoughts, letting the hush of the icy hall settle before she began.

“The celestials is no single bloodline,” she said softly. “It is an ancient, sprawling alliance.” They claim descent from primordial gods and demons. Their veins carry a spark of divinity, allowing them to master the laws faster than any mortal race and to live far longer. That blessing has hardened into arrogance. They view every other race as ‘common’-as lesser beings. Within the clan, there are many branches. I was born of the Frost Deity Branch, masters of ice. There are also the Flame, Storm, and Verdant branches, each wielding its own dominion. Together, those branches elect a single emperor, aided by an elder council and the Celestial General Hall. The current emperor has ruled for more than 30,000 years. His cultivation is unfathomable-at least the Golden Immortal Realm.

Jared’s breath caught. Golden Immortal Realm!

Jared’s field of vision tightened, the world collapsing to a single bright pinprick as his pupils shrank in a reflex born of equal parts alarm and wonder.

He reviewed the cosmic hierarchy he had only recently memorized. Above the heavenly immortals stood the high immortals, and ascended beyond even them were the earthly immortals. Yet earthly immortals were themselves but stepping-stones. Beyond that impossible summit waited the golden immortals-beings who could roam an entire realm at will, carve out their own order, and found a lineage that might endure for epochs.