Chapter 6066

In front of the hall, the hundred-thousand-strong Beastfolk Army stood in tight, disciplined ranks, armor catching the last light of day.

They were outnumbered, but hatred burned in every warrior’s eyes—hot enough to drown out any fear of death.

Jared stood at the very front, the Dragonslayer Sword angled toward the ground, his face calm and unreadable, smooth as still water.

Behind him, Luther, Morvane, and Madam Nightfox stood shoulder to shoulder with 108 cultivators at High Immortal Realm Level Five and above. Their hand seals locked into place.

The Chaos Convergence Array came alive.

A massive gray vortex spun overhead, grinding the air with ancient, primal force.

“Jared!”