At Celestial Palace’s Eighth Hall, in the main hall, Braxton, Jhaelyn, and Thorley were present. Their faces wore expressions of deep discomfort.
In fact, Thorley’s face was filled with fear and anxiety. Seated at the head of the Eighth Hall was a cultivator who appeared quite youthful. He was calmly seated there, gently sipping coffee from a cup in his hand.
This person was none other than the level three overlord of Celestial Palace’s Seventh Hall, Saleto. Braxton and the other two were absolutely terrified of Saleto.
“Mr. Haverford, there’s no need to fear. I’m just here to check things out. I heard you betrayed Celestial Palace, so the overlord of Celestial Palace’s Fourth Hall sent me to take a look! I’m really curious. Who could have possibly made you decide to betray Celestial Palace?” Saleto asked flatly.
Braxton responded to Saleto, “If we didn’t betray Celestial Palace, we wouldn’t be able to survive either. The resources we receive dwindle with each passing day for forces like us…”
“Moreover, we aren’t even allowed to intermarry or practice dual cultivation with other clans. This is self-limiting, and sooner or later, Celestial Palace, even our entire celestial clan, will fall into decline!”
“How audacious…” Saleto furrowed his brows, giving a slight wave of his hand.
Immediately, Braxton was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground.
In that moment, Braxton felt his blood rushing to his head, nearly fainting on the spot.
Saleto had reached the Top Level Wandering Immortal Realm, was not someone Braxton could handle.
“Father!” Hastily, Jhaelyn and Thorley rushed forward, helping Braxton to his feet.
Jhaelyn watched as father coughed up fresh blood, eyes immediately flaring with fiery anger.
With a swift motion, yanked sword from its sheath. The blade trembled, brimming with a powerful surge of spiritual energy, and pointed it at the man seated high above, Saleto.
Her voice quivered with rage. “Mr. Saleto! You dare harm my father! Disciples of the Eighth Hall, heed my command. Today, we will risk everything, even our lives, to make pay for his actions!”
No sooner had words been spoken than dozens of cultivators inside the Eighth Hall responded with a resounding uproar. Spiritual blades and magical items were all summoned forth, their spiritual energies merging into a searing wave of power, which then surged toward Saleto.
Thorley’s face turned deathly pale, yet gritted his teeth, gripping his weapon tightly, positioning himself protectively in front of Braxton.
Saleto put down his cup, a cold sneer playing at the corners of his mouth. He didn’t even bother to get up.
With a casual flick of his finger, a tangible golden aura suddenly erupted, striking toward the oncoming crowd like a force capable of crushing anything in its path.
“What a foolish bunch…” He let out a soft chuckle, his aura sweeping across the room like a gust of wind.
The Eighth Hall cultivators were sent flying in all directions, their magical items shattered into pieces. Blood splattered, and in an instant, they were scattered haphazardly across the floor of the hall.
“Jhaelyn! Stop!” Struggling to his feet, Braxton reached out and gripped his daughter’s arm. “He’s at the Top Level Wandering Immortal Realm. We… We simply stand no chance against him!”
Jhaelyn pulled away from father’s grip, hair in disarray, and defiance filled eyes. “Are we just going to stand by and let insult us?!”
Saleto slowly rose to his feet, his gaze cutting through the crowd like a blade.
His voice dripped with biting sarcasm. “A bunch of insignificant beings dare to speak of betrayal? Mr. Haverford, is this Jared you speak of the reason you dare to stand against Celestial Palace?”
He paused, his voice suddenly escalating, reverberating throughout the main hall. “Jared! If you don’t show yourself now, I swear I’ll expel unqualified members of Celestial Palace today, and Eighth Hall will be eradicated!”
“Mr. Saleto, I’ve told you Jared isn’t here. Even if you were to wipe us all out, there’s no way would appear!” Braxton spoke.
“Really? Since Jared isn’t here, I might as well deal with you guys first.” Saleto chuckled coldly. “After I’ve handled you, I’ll go find him. I’m curious to see who really is!”
As soon as his words fell, the urgent sound of two pairs of footsteps echoed from outside the hall.
Supporting Jared by the shoulder, Jemima gently guided into the hall.
Jared’s complexion was slightly pale, with a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of his lips. It was clear that his injuries were not yet healed, and the fluctuation of aura within was somewhat disordered.
His previous confrontation with the level-three experts had significantly depleted his strength.
