Chapter 5847 Vicious Beasts
- "Move." Jared's voice was soft, yet the lone word sliced through the frozen stillness like cold steel.
- He strode forward without a backward glance at the grotesque ice statues they had left behind. Each step was measured, almost leisurely, as though the slaughter moments earlier had been no more than a brisk evening stroll.
- Behind him, Vermilion Demon Lord and Clara traded a glance, and in that fleeting exchange, both tasted the same emotion—reverence so deep it brushed the edge of fear.