Chapter 5939

Back at Malevolent Path Hall’s headquarters, Malcolm stood before the Door of Reincarnation with his hands clasped behind his back. The door’s bone-white surface writhed with living runes, each glyph squirming like a trapped centipede under his pallid gaze.

Behind him, a black-robed elder knelt, forehead pressed to cold stone.

“Spread the word. Anyone in level twelve who bends the knee to Malevolent Path Hall shall be spared-and we will grant them the blessing of eternal life through the Door of Reincarnation,” Malcolm ordered, his voice rattling like gravel across frost, yet every syllable rang with a promise both terrible and seductive.

Now that Jared had joined forces with the three great sects against the Malevolent Path Hall, Malcolm knew he could not afford to be careless.

After all, those three sects were powerful, and Jared even had Gerald by his side.

“At once!” the black-robed elder replied and swiftly vanished into the corridors’ gloom.

The summons flew on black wings. Within hours, the rumor of immortality blazed across every sky-bridge and market square of level twelve Soon, rivers of cultivators were pouring toward Malevolent Path Hall’s fortress like moths to flame.