"Level ten... Infinite Soul Demon Sect..." Jared murmured, the syllables flickering behind his eyes like sparks seeking tinder.
He knew that level ten towered far above level nine, a brutal realm where sects jostled like storm clouds, and power was the only law.
"Mr. Chance, level ten is a different sky," Zevon said, his voice weighted with warning. "Heavenly Immortals stroll there the way merchants crowd a market. That Infinite Soul Demon Sect is no sanctuary, it is a nest of knives. Soul Devourer will flourish in such darkness. We must plan, not blunder in."
"Level ten is lethal," Sylvia whispered, fingers tightening around Jared's. "I cannot bear to see you face it alone."
Jared's gaze swept over them all, soft for a breath, then forged into iron resolve.
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