Chapter 5941

Soon, another message came in.

A beam of sword light split the roof tiles, condensed, and spoke with Oswald’s hard, distant tone. “Jared, the situation has changed. Witherbone Demon from the northwest of level twelve, Great Elder Bloodsea from the southeast, and three other reclusive old elites have all emerged. They are headed for Malevolent Path Hall.”

The reports fell like iron hammers, each blow smashing deeper into every heart present, ringing with the promise of a storm none of them could yet see a path through.

The Five-Element Grand Hall, which moments ago pulsed with the soaring energy of the Five Elements, now lay under a blanket of dread. Columns of colored light still flickered overhead, yet every flicker only sharpened the silence below.

Across the pentagonal room, the Five-Branch Elders exchanged uneasy glances. Resolve had barely taken root, and already the world seemed bent on crushing it in one ruthless twist of fate.

Aurelian turned first, his steel-gray eyes settling on Jared. He waited, breath held, to see how the sect’s newly anointed Elder Guardian would answer doom knocking at their doors.

“Immortality? Resurrection? What a load of rubbish!” Vermilion Demon Lord shouted, every crimson rune on his armor flaring. “We know very well that the Door of Reincarnation is nothing but a trap that devours your divine soul!”