Chapter439 The screams of Mark Allo and Councilman Olan eventually faded into broken sobs… then into silence. The smell of fear and blood lingered faintly in the cold, dark chamber. After the two left, Felix lowered his hand, withdrawing his Celestial level pressure entirely. The room returned to stillness. The ceiling stopped trembling. The air stabilized. Laran stated at Felix in shock the whole time, everything that happened here was too much of a sjock to him and he swore never to offend Felix. Becous the once who offended him?, Both men, once arrogant pillars of their respective nations, crawled on the floor like shattered beasts as Felix punished them. Their suits were torn, soaked in sweat. Blood dripped from their noses, their ears, the corners of their mouths. Their hands trembled violently. Their minds were completely broken. And their wills? Crushed into dust beneath Felix’s feet. They rushed out of the lighthouse, opened their car doors with trembling fing

Chapter441 The sun had barely risen when the Raven Hotel’s underground parking lot came alive with noise and movement. Felix’s security guards moved with military coordination, loading the carefully packed luggage into the trunks of the convoy. Several new luxury vehicles sleek refined emanating with mervelous luster could be seen. Felix had bought them specifically for the journey ahead. Inside the hotel suite, Serena was adjusting her coat while Christene zipped up the last of their bags. “Everything ready?” Felix asked as he stepped out of the bedroom. Serena nodded. “Everything.”Christene stretched her arms. “Imperial capital, here we come." They all walked down the corridor, accompanied by Victor Creel and the remaining guards, who bowed respectfully as Felix approached. Victor opened the back door of the lead car. “Your Majesty, everything is prepared.” Felix entered the vehicle, followed by Serena and Christene, then the door shut with a soft, dignified clic

Chapter443 The moment the arrogant young master shouted his clan name, a ripple of shock tore through the line of vehicles behind Felix’s convoy. Gasps. Murmurs. Fear spreading like wildfire.“Did he say… the Nepa Clan!?”“THE Nepa Clan that controls all energy distribution across the entire Imperium?” “The same clan that oversees the spirit power stations of every major city including the Imperial Palace?” Fear intensified instantly in the hearts of the people in the surrounding especially those who were on thesame lane. Blocking the Chariot. Two factry managers who werr traveling for a business meeting whispered amongst themselves in their car nervously“If someone offends them… their entire estate and factory could lose power for months.” “Not just estates whole districts. Entire noble families fear bringing darkness upon themselves.”Everyone understood the implication. The Nepa Clan was not just wealthy.It was infrastructure. It controlled the lifeline of the Im

Chapter445 The shattered remains of the Nepa young master’s palanquin still lay scattered across the avenue, splintered wood, torn silk, and twisted metal gleaming beneath the sunlight. Dust hung thick in the air. All around, cultivators and citizens stood frozen in terrified silence as Felix’s quiet but overwhelming aura still lingered faintly. Nepa Light lay trembling on the ground, his limbs twitching with shock and humiliation. His once-arrogant face was pale, drenched with sweat, and smeared with dirt. His four peak-Supreme guards were kneeling as if gravity had doubled, unable to rise under the lingering weight of Felix’s suppression. The spirit horses whined, legs buckling, barely able to stand.Felix’s expression was cold enough to freeze wind.“You insulted my people,” he said quietly. Nepa Light felt his heart freeze. His lips trembled. “I...it.. it was… a misunderstanding..” “You tried to cripple my guard,” Felix continued. “And you dare behave like royalty on pu

Chapter447 News traveled fast within the Imperial Capital. But news about an emperor, especially one who arrived unannounced, escorted by a mysterious convoy and backed by an aura that shook the palace gates traveled even faster. Within minutes of Felix stepping into his luxurious residence in the Imperial Guesthouse, word spread like wildfire. Deep in the heart of the Imperial Palace, inside a colossal throne room forged of black gold steel and adorned with runic murals of ancient cosmic beasts, a single figure sat upon a throne massive enough to dwarf mountains. It was Supreme Lord Scarab. A Celestial-level sovereign whose presence alone influenced the ebb of martial energy across the entire continent. His eyes were closed when the eunuch entered, kneeling respectfully.“Supreme Lord… Emperor Felix of Victorium has arrived.”Scarab’s eyes opened. Twin golden irises glowed like suns igniting after centuries of slumber. His fingers drummed lightly against the armrest.