The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5588

The moment Maxwell's quiet declaration swept through the shattered sanctuary, every soul inside stood frozen, thunderstruck.

Even the marble pillars seemed to tremble beneath the weight of his words.

Enaricus stared wide-eyed, unable to reconcile the plain middle-aged man before him with the fabled founder of the Celestial Palace.

Across the blood-streaked floor, Esorin, too, felt his breath stall. Of all foes he had imagined, he had never pictured the Palace's first hall master.

Celestial Palace had endured for tens of thousands of years; clearly, so had its creator.