Chapter 6801 To The Seven-star Lands
- Elder Nether raised a hand and gently patted Ghost Seven's shoulder. His withered palm rested lightly on the black robe, yet the gesture carried a reassurance neither of them had known before.
- He turned to Jared, his voice hoarse but solemn. "My young friend Jared, you've ended in a single day a calamity that has tormented the Ghost Clan for ten thousand years. Every member of our clan will remember this kindness for as long as we exist."
- Jared shook his head. "You're giving me too much credit, Senior. The demonic soul in that rift was a source of disaster for the entire world. It threatened more than the Nether Abyss. The whole Void Sea, even the Twenty-First Firmament, suffered because of it. Getting rid of it was in my own interest, too."