Jared exhaled deeply. His tone was grim. “Looks like we've been pulled into an ancient ruin... This might be the real secret behind the Floating Island.”
Jemina swallowed hard. “Does that mean... we can't get back?”
The idea of being trapped here frightened her. The eerie, oppressive silence of this place sent a chill down her spine.
Jared didn't answer. His eyes were locked on the deeper ruins ahead, where a low rumble echoed from the shadows. It sounded like something was awakening.
Then, all of a sudden, a burst of white light appeared, making both Jared and Jemina flinch.
When the light faded, a tall man in green stood before them. A massive blade rested across his back, and he radiated an unmistakable, battle-hardened aura.
The newcomer looked surprised to see them. “How'd you two end up here? Your cultivation levels are so weak.”
Jared examined the man carefully. He was clearly at Wandering Immortal Realm Level Five. That caught Jared off guard. Experts of that level should've long since left the first level.
Yet this man, unmistakably at Wandering Immortal Realm Level Five, stood right in front of him.
No wonder he looked down on them.
After all, Jared was only at Wandering Immortal Realm Level Three, and Jemina was at the third. To someone like this, they were insignificant.
“Is it against the rules for someone weaker to be here?” Jared asked.
“Not exactly,” the man, Verdin, replied. “I just can't figure out how a Wandering Immortal Realm Level One cultivator like you ended up in level two.”
“Level two?” Jared was confused. “I haven't crossed into level two. I'm still in level one.”
And not just any man—someone she quietly admired.
Jared, entirely unaware of Jemina's thoughts, held his Dragonslayer Sword firmly, blocking every wave of sword intent that came their way.
Jemina stood behind him, watching the way Jared shielded her with unwavering strength.
Without thinking, Jemina gently rested her head against Jared's shoulder.
Jared noticed, but only cast a quick glance before looking away. Now wasn't the time to dwell on such things. The pressure in the air was growing heavier. The two strangers were fighting with such power that even the void felt like it might collapse.
Jared had to use every bit of strength just to keep himself and Jemina safe from the fallout. It was fine if those two wanted to brawl, but the shockwaves could easily destroy the weaker cultivators caught in the middle.
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