The King Of Warriors (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5412

"I didn't expect you to withstand that strike." Oronin slowly stood, his youthful face now marked with serious focus. "Looks like it's time to unleash my true power."

He lifted both hands deliberately, and the space around him suddenly began to twist. A strange, oppressive energy spread outward.

Half-Beast King Imorn's expression changed instantly. He could feel the terrifying force, as if even his soul was being distorted.

Jared's eyes went wide. "That... is space nascence?"

Space nascence was one of the most mysterious and powerful forces in the world, something almost no one could control. Yet here was Oronin, a seemingly childlike figure, wielding it with ease.

Aurelius, Thastrum, and the others all looked on, stunned. They had not expected this seemingly young boy to be a master capable of using space nascence.

Oronin's gaze sharpened. "Space Prison!" In an instant, the space around Half-Beast King Imorn froze as if solidified. His body was trapped, unable to move an inch.

"Impossible!" Half-Beast King Imorn roared in panic, desperately channeling his spiritual energy to break free.

But the power of Space Prison was overwhelming. He could not budge.

Oronin slowly stepped forward. He raised his right hand, and a black demonic aura condensed into a slender demonic sword, resting against Half-Beast King Imorn's brow. "You've lost."

Half-Beast King Imorn stared at the sword on his forehead. His eyes burned with unwillingness, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew there was no way left to fight back.

Oronin retracted his demonic sword, and the Space Prison dissolved.

Half-Beast King Imorn staggered back several steps, face pale, breath weak. His fighting spirit had clearly collapsed.

He lowered his head, unable to meet anyone's gaze, filled with shame and frustration.

The battlefield fell completely silent. Everyone was stunned, unable to speak for a long moment.

It's over... we've already lost this fight.

He wanted to rush at Oronin, to strike that smug look off his face, but the thought of that terrifying space nascence made his heart skip a beat. There's no way I can beat him... not even close.

Soul Devourer laughed triumphantly. "Ha-ha-ha! Now you finally understand my power! Hand over the Ritual Manual and get out of level six, or I'll slaughter every last one of you!"

Oronin stepped forward and bowed to Soul Devourer. "My Lord, the mission is complete."

Soul Devourer nodded in satisfaction. "Excellent, excellent. You never disappoint me."

His gaze swept across the cultivators, full of mockery and cruelty. "This is your last chance. Will you hand it over, or die right here?"

The cultivators exchanged glances, but no one spoke. In their eyes was nothing but despair.

Then Jared spoke, his voice calm yet firm. "If you want the Ritual Manual, it's not going to be that easy."

Jared stepped forward from the crowd, facing Soul Devourer head-on.