Lord Saintlight's brows drew together.
"Who?"
Jared didn't answer.
He drew the Dragonslayer Sword.
Violet chaos-flame raced along the blade, warping the air around it with brutal heat.
"You don't need to know."
Jared's voice was cold as ice.
"All you need to know is this—your people laid hands on someone they shouldn't have. So every one of you is going to pay for it."
Lord Saintlight's face darkened.
He had no idea what Jared meant.
His people had injured someone in the Northern Abyss Frost Chasm?
Who?
The team he had sent there had gone to find the Heart of the Abyss, not to provoke trouble.
How could they have hurt anyone?
And who could they possibly have touched that would make Jared come this far, with this much force?
Lord Saintlight couldn't make sense of it.
But he didn't need to anymore.
Jared had already raised the Dragonslayer Sword.
Violet sword energy gathered along the blade, stretching longer and brighter until it condensed into a violet pillar dozens of yards long.
Terrifying power churned inside it—the annihilating light released when chaotic force was compressed to its absolute limit.
Jared brought the sword down.
The violet pillar slammed into the golden ward-veil with a deafening explosion.
Golden saintlight and chaotic force tore at each other at the point of impact.
Two completely opposing powers devoured and erased each other, unleashing an energy shock so violent it barely seemed real.
The blast wave ripped outward in every direction, shredding every tree for miles around and gouging a crater several yards deep into the earth.
The Hall of Radiance's grand warding array shuddered violently, and a fine crack split across the golden ward-veil.
Lord Saintlight's expression changed.
The Hall of Radiance's grand warding array—the Saintlight Firmament—was said to withstand any attack below Golden Immortal Realm Level Five.
And Jared was only at True Immortal Realm Level Eight.
One strike from him had actually cracked the Saintlight Firmament?
What kind of monster was this?
"Everyone, hear me!" Lord Saintlight roared. "Hold the array with everything you've got! Don't let that madman break it!"
Thousands of Hall of Radiance cultivators moved at once, driving their spiritual power as they poured the holy radiance from their bodies into the array.
The crack in the golden ward-veil sealed over almost at once, and the barrier thickened, turning denser and stronger.
But Jared's second strike was already coming.
The second strike came down even harder than the first.
The violet sword energy stretched longer, brighter, and the power packed inside it was even more terrifying.
Boom—
The golden ward-veil shuddered violently again.
This time, the cracks spread wider than before, and there were more of them.
Then came the third sword.
The fourth.
The fifth.
Jared kept cutting into the great array, one strike after another.
Each one hit harder than the last, and each one carved deep, brutal marks into the formation.
The Hall of Radiance cultivators threw everything they had into holding the array together.
But Jared's sword was too fast, too overwhelming. Their spiritual power drained away at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"This can't keep going!" The Deputy Hall Master rushed to Lord Saintlight's side, his face gone white. "The array won't hold much longer. We have to take the offensive!"
Lord Saintlight clenched his teeth.
A flash of madness burned through his golden eyes.
"Pass the order down. Open the array. All disciples, attack with me!"
"Yes, sir!"
A gap slowly opened in the golden ward-veil.
Thousands of Hall of Radiance cultivators poured out from the mountain gate.
Golden holy radiance blazed over their bodies, washing the entire sky in gold.
They formed into a battle formation and charged straight at Ashford Hollow's three hundred disciples.
A green storm tore through the Hall of Radiance cultivators, hurling them off balance until they couldn't even keep their feet.
The Water trigram surged.
A raging flood burst out of the void, sweeping the Hall of Radiance cultivators into its surge and smothering their holy radiance beneath the waves.
The Fire trigram ignited.
Azure Aureate flames roared out of the void and burned the Hall of Radiance cultivators to ash.
Gen was mountain.
Peak after massive peak crashed down from the heavens, crushing the Hall of Radiance cultivators into pulp.
Dui was marsh.
Bogland opened underfoot beneath the Hall of Radiance cultivators and dragged them down, trapping them so completely they couldn't break free.
All eight laws of the Aureate Way erupted at once.
The Hall of Radiance cultivators were beaten so thoroughly they had no chance to fight back.
Lord Saintlight watched it happen, his face turning iron-hard and livid.
In front of the Eightfold Trigram Array, his thousands of disciples looked like lambs lined up for slaughter.
Ashford Hollow's three hundred disciples were cutting them down in a one-sided massacre.
At this rate, it wouldn't be long before every one of his disciples was wiped out.
"Fall back! All of you, get out of the great array's range!" Lord Saintlight roared.
The Hall of Radiance cultivators retreated in desperation, but the Eightfold Trigram Array covered too much ground.
No matter how fast they fell back, they weren't faster than the formation's attacks.
In less than half an hour, the Hall of Radiance had already lost hundreds of disciples.
Lord Saintlight's eyes went bloodshot.
He raised the golden sceptre.
At its tip, the sunstones erupted with blinding holy radiance, condensing into a massive golden orb that blasted toward the Eightfold Trigram Array.
The golden orb slammed into the trigram phantom with a deafening explosion.
The trigram phantom shuddered violently.
Then it steadied again.
Master Alaric Vale stood inside the formation and looked at Lord Saintlight, his aged face empty of expression.
"Lord Saintlight," he said, calm as still water. "The Eightfold Trigram Array was left behind by the forebears of the Aureate Way. With your Golden Immortal Realm Level Five cultivation, you cannot break it."

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