The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5902

"Jared!" Ignatius shouted, voice cracking with panic as he tried to push past a ring of black-robed killers from Malevolent Path Hall. Blades of corrupted light hemmed him in on every side, forcing him to watch, the one thing he could not bear.

On the viewing platforms, every elder and disciple of Earthfire Pavilion held the same breath. Knuckles whitened on railings. One heartbeat more, and their collective fear might have toppled into despair.

Jared, by contrast, stood as still as a mountain in first light.

A strange brightness flickered behind his eyes, excitement, almost boyish, reserved only for adversaries worthy of his full attention.

"Good..." he said, the single word light yet razor-sharp. His hands moved again, elegant, unhurried, as though he were playing a harp rather than summoning calamity.