A Warrior Undefeatable

Though the stench of blood still hung over the Seventh Hall's ruins, Saleto had his men clear a secluded stone chamber at once.

A rare Tranquil Emerald was set into the inner walls, muting any surge of spiritual energy-a perfect place to heal.

"Jared, these are the last three Focus Pills the Seventh Hall possesses. They work wonders for stabilizing the soul-please use them."

Saleto offered an emerald box with both hands, his deference bordering on humility.

Jhaelyn eased Jared onto a stone bench, frowning at the demonic aura still pulsing from his chest. "That demonic aura is fierce. Won't it hurt your core?"

Jared waved the concern off and stored the pills in his ring. "It's all right. Mr. Vermilion was careful. My physical body was just unable to endure his power."

He drew a fingertip across his brow; a pinpoint of gold light gleamed, and the phantom Pentacarna Tower began to revolve slowly inside him.

"I'll need a few days of seclusion. I'll leave this place in your care."

Even before he finished, a soft golden aura blossomed around him. Like a stone sinking into water, his body slipped soundlessly beneath the flagstones.

The wall with the Tranquil Emerald quivered. A shadowy, ancient tower rose from the floor and swallowed him whole.

"An independent dimension within a magical item?" Saleto gasped.

To bind a magical item's dimension to the earth veins-such mastery lay far beyond anything cultivators of the Third Heaven were thought to possess.

Inside the Pentacarna Tower, an entirely different panorama unfolded.noveldrama

Countless celestial gems and pulsing spirit veins lay strewn across the inner floor, mingled with crates of mystical herbs and glittering relics-booty Jared had seized after wiping out several sects.

"Curse you, old demon," he growled, "are you trying to tear my body apart and rebuild it from scratch with such brutal force?"

Clenching his teeth, Jared circulated the Focus Technique, willing his shredded flesh to mend itself.

As the Focus Technique revolved, torrents of pristine celestial energy surged into his body, flooding every inch of him.

Three full days and nights slipped by in silence.

Outside the stone chamber, Jhaelyn, Jemina, and Flaxseed kept constant vigil, refusing to move even a step away.

Each day, Saleto stopped in to check on Jared, piling the room waist-hi with spiritual medicines; he even surrendered the Frostjade Marrow he had guarded for years.

"Jhaelyn, do you think something's gone wrong with Jared?"

Jemina rubbed her palms together, worry clouding her entire face.

She still could not shake the memory of Jared's demonic god form, the doomsday

pressure that had left her shivering through every night since.

Staring at the tightly shut stone door, Jhaelyn answered, her gaze rock-steady, "He isn't the sort who goes down easily."

Even so, the fists she kept clenched at her sides were already slick with cold sweat.

Meanwhile, deep inside the Pentacarna Tower, Jared was undergoing a total rebirth.

Crack!

An invisible shackle seemed to snap; the violet-gold energy inside him tripled at once, and the shockwave roared straight to the tower's peak.

The barrier of Wandering Immortal Realm Level Five shattered with a bang, surging power rampaging through his channels before settling in his core-his strength had leaped by an order of magnitude.

He was now at the Wandering Immortal Realm Level Six!

Jared slowly opened his eyes; a streak of violet-gold light flashed across them and vanished.

He spread his fingers. A ribbon of

violet-gold danced at his tips andet

the instant it touched open air, tiny ripples quivered through the surrounding space. fo

"So this is the power of a Wandering Immortal Realm Level Six cultivator?" he muttered the words, savoring a fullness he had never before experienced.

The wounds the demonic aura had gnawed open were now scabbed and gone, leaving only faint scars wrapped in violet-gold warmth.

Most of the celestial gems piled around the tower had dimmed to ash, their purpose fulfilled.

Jared rose, stretched, and a volley of crisp pops rang from his bones; every muscle brimmed with explosive might.

The power of a Level Six Wandering Immortal inside Jared was now enough to contend with an Earthly Immortal.