Blood spread across every inch of the Hallowmere Order until the entire place ran red.

Screams echoed across the mountain peak—sharp, desperate, unending.

Then, all at once, a terrifying aura erupted from the deepest part of the Order and shot into the sky.

It surpassed anything that had appeared before.

True Immortal Realm, Level Two.

A streak of golden light tore through the air and landed in front of Jared.

It was a white-haired elder with a stern expression. The pressure radiating from him weighed on the air itself.