Jared sat down across from him. "Elder Blackthorn, I want to ask you a few things."
Gideon nodded. "Ask.."
"What kind of person is the High Sovereign of the Celestial Alliance?"
Gideon's eyes narrowed slightly before answering. "Alaric Wycliffe... The peak of True Immortal Realm Level Nine. One step short of the Golden Immortal realm. He cultivates the celestials' highest art, the Empyrean Creed... They say if it's trained to the limit, it can connect with the Heavenly Law and borrow the power of the world. In the Sixteenth Firmament, his strength ranks in the top three."
"What about his temperament?"
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