Chapter 6439

The Aureate Codex did more than simply shield Jared’s spirit. It actively repaired and nourished the damaged structure of his soul in real time.

Fragments of his spirit—burned, torn apart, stripped away, and scattered by the soul-refining fire—were drawn back in by the golden radiance with surgical precision. Piece by piece, they were gathered, rejoined, sealed, and reshaped until they were firmly restored to where they belonged.

Even the memories and obsessions that had been forcibly ripped away and nearly reduced to nothing—the warmth of his past, the sea of blood and unrelenting hatred that could never be washed clean—were recovered in full and carved back into his spirit, deep and permanent, beyond any chance of erasure.

The boundless pain finally receded. The chaos clouding his mind slowly cleared.

Jared gradually regained his soul sense and could clearly “see” the full state of the consciousness field.

At its center floated the ancient gilded Aureate Codex, wrapped in circling golden radiance. In one corner, the icy blue sphere remained safely intact, its aura unmistakably familiar.