Chapter 6401 Farreach
- More than a few Freevale cultivators had gone pale. Without meaning to, they tightened their grip around the arms in their hands.
- Marshal Vale’s reputation alone was enough to send a chill crawling through their bones.
- Jared lowered his gaze to the mark for Ashenbrand Gaol on the map. Purple chaos-wrought spiritual power turned slowly around his fingertips.