The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6414

Elder Cillian no longer offered even half a refusal. He accepted on the spot and immediately summoned the 300 elite Sylvan warriors under his command. Once the ranks were assembled, they followed Jared in orderly formation and stepped into Pentacarna Tower's inner sanctum.

Within the tower, the view opened all at once. A pure white silence stretched before them, vast and without end.

The world's spiritual essence came rushing toward them, pure and dense, so thick it had nearly condensed into liquid spiritual mist. Thread by thread, it slipped into the cultivators' meridians and pores, nourishing them with a gentle touch, silent as rain soaking into the earth.

The 300 Sylvan warriors needed no orders. As if they had moved through this exact drill a thousand times, they dropped into place where they stood, folded their legs beneath them, closed their eyes, and gathered their focus. One after another, they began circulating the innate arcane arts of the Sylvan Kin.

They drew in the surging spiritual essence around them in deep, almost hungry pulls. That power poured through their bodies, tending to damaged meridians and steadying the cultivation they had fought so hard to preserve.