Chapter 5900

Where that note traveled, the very air shivered; even time seemed to hesitate, held spellbound by the call.

Every cultivator from Malevolent Path Hall froze mid-strike, as though unseen chains had snapped tight around their limbs.

Those already leaping toward the mountain gate fared worse. Invisible thunder pounded them from the sky; grunts burst from their throats as they were flung backward, blood streaming from eyes and ears.

At the front, the three deputy leaders blanched in unison.

“What’s that sound?” Bonefiend asked, brow furrowing.

Annihilum hissed. “That’s a dragon’s roar… And one of absolute purity! Wait… Why are there Draconians in Earthfire Pavilion, though?”

Soulbane spat in the direction of the sound. “No matter. Whatever it is, it dies today.”