Chapter580 The battle in the imperial courtyard had turned into a brutal slaughter. Bodies lay scattered across the cracked marble ground. Broken weapons, fallen banners, and pools of blood painted a chaotic battlefield beneath the towering palace walls. Yet the fighting had not stopped. Wave after wave of imperial soldiers continued to rush forward under Prime Minister Ulgan’s command. Felix stood at the center of it all. His crimson sword cut through the air again and again as he repelled the attacks surrounding him. A spear suddenly lunged toward his back causing Felix to tilted his body slightly and slashed backward without even looking. The soldier behind him collapsed instantly. Another warrior charged from the left but Felix kicked him away with a single blow, sending the man flying into two others. But something was different. Felix’s movements looked slower than before. Not drastically slower but enough to be noticed by someone watching closely. And Ulgan was

Chapter582 The throne room fell silent. Broken weapons littered the marble floor. Imperial guards lay scattered against pillars and walls, groaning weakly or completely unconscious. None of them dared rise again. Felix stood at the center of the hall, still holding Prime Minister Ulgan by the throat. The throne of the Imperium loomed ahead.Empty. Felix narrowed his eyes. Scarab was not here. Yet the pressure in the palace had changed. He felt something deeper. Something darker. Felix closed his eyes slowly. His spiritual perception expanded outward. Unlike ordinary martial artists, Felix’s senses were exceptionally refined after everything he had experienced in the Secret Realm. His perception moved like invisible waves through the palace corridors, passing through walls and floors as he searched for any abnormal energy fluctuations. At first he detected only the usual signs of life. Imperial soldiers running through distant hallways. Servants hiding in fear. Defensive f

Chapter584 The hidden chamber trembled faintly under the pressure of the ritual. Ancient runes glowed across the circular platform where Serena was bound. Dark energy continued to rise from the inscriptions like smoke drifting from a cursed altar. Felix stood frozen near the entrance of the chamber. The restraining formation had locked onto him completely. Bands of golden energy wrapped around his limbs and torso like invisible chains. Every attempt to move was met with crushing pressure. This formation was different from the ones outside. It was powered by a force beyond the Celestial level. Even Felix could feel it clearly. His muscles trembled under the strain. But his eyes never left Serena. Scarab stood calmly within the sacrificial circle, his golden robes fluttering lightly as energy surged through the chamber. He had finished explaining the origin of the Imperium. Now he returned to his ritual. The chants resumed. Low and ancient. Each word carried strange power th

Chapter586 The hidden chamber still trembled faintly after Ulgan’s death. Fragments of stone and blood stained the ritual floor where the prime minister’s body had been destroyed. Serena remained chained to the sacrificial platform as the dark runes around her flickered unevenly after Scarab’s abrupt interruption of the ritual. Scarab’s rage filled the chamber like a storm. Golden energy surged violently around him as he stared at Felix, who stood calmly with his crimson sword still humming with faint azure sword intent. For several seconds neither of them moved. Then Scarab suddenly exhaled slowly. The murderous fury in his eyes did not disappear, but it became controlled. He raised his head slightly and looked upward through the ceiling of the underground chamber as if measuring the distance to the palace above. “You have forced my hand,” Scarab said coldly. His voice echoed through the chamber. “But I will not destroy the ritual ground because of you.” His eyes shift

Chapter588: The sky above the Imperial Palace trembled violently. The clash between Felix and Supreme Lord Scarab had already torn apart the heavens, their Martial Runes colliding like ancient forces awakening from forgotten eras. Scarab hovered in mid-air, his robes torn and stained with blood, yet the fury in his eyes burned hotter than ever. The failure of his Blaze Martial Rune to completely crush Felix filled him with unbearable rage. “You insolent wretch…!” Scarab roared, his voice shaking the ruined palace grounds below. “You dare oppose the authority of an Ascender?!” Felix remained calm in the air opposite him. The faint glow of Martial Runes still surrounded his body, the terrifying aura of the Annihilation Rune pulsing like a silent heartbeat. Scarab’s expression twisted. “Fine,” he growled. “If that is how you want it… then you will die by the power of the Proto Emperor himself!” With a sudden motion, Scarab reached into the folds of his robe and pulled out a w