The King Of Warriors (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5337

“We will,” Jared said, laying a firm hand on his friend's shoulder. “One day we'll reach the headquarters of Malevolent Path Hall, and on that day the ledger gets balanced—every line, every drop of blood.”

Flaxseed answered with a wordless grunt that carried promise enough.

They scoured the ruined branch for resources, then turned their backs on the shattered stronghold and started toward the gorge's exit.

Passing the palace wreck, Jared allowed himself one glance into its gutted heart. Heap of broken stone, streak of drying crimson—and the faint, lingering aura of Lunaria, snuffed in Flaxseed's earlier fury. He said nothing, only walked on.

After exiting Bloody Bones Gorge, Flaxseed stopped, whirled, and flung a handful of Explosion Charms and Fire Charms high into the air. “Burn!”

Charms burst like crimson fireworks, igniting the dregs of demonic energy and spiritual energy that still clung to the canyon. Detonations rolled one atop another. Firestorms climbed the cliffs, and Bloody Bones Gorge began to cave in on itself.

White bones charred, then crumbled to charcoal. In minutes, the once-dreaded valley was nothing but a smoking scar.

“Let's go!” Flaxseed turned on his heel and strode toward the distant peaks where Sword Sect kept its sky-piercing spires. He did not look back.

Fatigue bowed his shoulders, yet an unbroken steel ran through the line of his spine.

Jared lingered a breath longer, eyes fixed on the ruin he had helped create. Malevolent Path Hall's branch lay dead, but the headquarters still loomed—a blade forever hanging.

And beyond even that, the mysterious force watched them with cold, hungry eyes.

The road ahead still bristled with danger, every step steeped in uncertainty.

Yet Jared felt no room to shrink back; the only direction left was forward.

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