The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6406

"Quickly, get up. There is no need to kneel." Jared reached out and gently helped him to his feet, his voice lowered and mild. "There are countless others trapped farther in. We do not have time to waste. We save them now."

As soon as the words left him, Jared moved from cell to cell.

Chaos-flame flowed over his fingertips. Each time he raised his hand, shackles snapped, sigils melted away, and cell doors burst apart. One sealed, lightless prison after another was opened. One chain after another, each one made to bind Liberty itself, was burned through and severed.

Figure after figure, each one worn down by torment, was given a new life. More than 300 trapped human cultivators had their seals lifted one after another and broke free of their shackles.

Some curled on the floor and wept until their voices failed, pouring out the years that had hollowed them from the inside. Some threw their heads back and laughed toward the ceiling, tears running down their faces as they breathed in Liberty after so long without it. Some trembled all over and ran their hands along the meridians where spiritual power had returned, standing there for a long time without being able to steady themselves.