All Chapters of The Return of Kaelen Viremont: Chapter 161
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Chapter 161: The Deep-Sea Gambit
Lorian Zethar hovered above the shattered battlefield, his brow glowing with a deep, oceanic blue. The light wasn’t just illumination—it pulsed like it was alive, as if the sea itself had condensed into a crown of authority. Every step he took across the broken sky seemed to thrum with that living azure glow, radiating a presence no mortal could touch. The wind parted instinctively around him, the ruins bowing in silent submission.“Stop resisting. Offer your Demon Essence willingly,” he said, calm, measured, the kind of voice that makes even monsters hesitate. “Perhaps I can grant you a death befitting your stature.”The Dark-Gold Ancient Demon’s molten crimson eyes flared with ancient malice. Its chest burned with a red-hot light of destruction, and the air itself trembled around it.“Do you really see yourself as a king?” it hissed, voice slicing through the sky like a jagged blade.Fear rippled through the onlookers. The energy radiating from Lorian was unlike anything they had ev
Chapter 162: Underground Spring
Soft laughter drifted through the ancient tower, barely louder than a whisper, yet it somehow filled the vast silence around it.Inside Kaelen’s mind, Talan’s voice practically boomed with excitement, the kind you couldn’t fake even if you tried.“Hahaha… the Light of the Deep Sea. Among all the divine lights born between heaven and earth, this one sits right at the top. Razor-sharp. Brutally dominant. Even in the earliest cultivation eras, it was worshipped as an untouchable treasure.”Kaelen slowed his breathing, forcing calm into his body, though his heart was racing like it had a mind of its own.A priceless treasure.That wasn’t an exaggeration. Not even close.He could still feel it—the lingering pressure of the Light of the Deep Sea brushing against his senses. Cold. Sharp. Heavy. Like the crushing depths of an ocean compressed into a single point. This wasn’t just power. It felt like authority itself.“Talan,” Kaelen asked after steadying his thoughts, “can this Light of the D
Chapter 163: A Tremendous Transformation
For a long while after that, Kaelen stayed right where he was—inside the territory of the Dark-Gold Ancient Evil Demon.No rushing off.No sudden moves.He had his reasons.Deep down, he knew the truth, plain and simple. In the entire Ancient Ruins, there probably wasn’t a safer place than this.Funny, when you thought about it.To everyone else, this place was a nightmare. The demon’s lair was the stuff of whispered warnings and last regrets. A forbidden zone where death wasn’t a risk—it was a promise.But for Kaelen?It was a shelter.A harbor.Somewhere, danger simply didn’t reach him anymore.Maybe fate liked playing jokes.Or maybe power had a way of flipping reality on its head.Without wasting time, Kaelen eased himself into the Spring of Life.The instant his body touched the surface, soft ripples spread outward.Gurgle. Gurgle.The sound echoed faintly through the ancient chamber.Warmth wrapped around him.Not the burning kind. Not pain. This was different. Old. Gentle, yet
Chapter 164: Safe Return
Kaelen cut through the ruins at a steady pace, boots crunching over broken stone. Every step echoed faintly, bouncing off ancient walls that were barely holding together anymore. Dust hung thick in the air, mixed with that unmistakable smell of rot and age—the kind that seeps into your clothes and refuses to leave. He’d been here before. Walked these same paths. Still, something felt off this time, like the ruins were quietly taking note of his return.It didn’t take long before he spotted them.A cluster of tents appeared ahead, right on the edge of the ruined zone. Neatly arranged. Too orderly to be random survivors.Kaelen slowed, eyes narrowing as he scanned the area.Shadowfang Sect core disciples.And there—standing among them—was Elysera.This was the original meeting point. They really had waited.Then someone shouted, voice sharp with relief.“Senior Brother Kaelen is back!”That was all it took.Everything stopped. Conversations died mid-word. Heads snapped around as the lon
Chapter 165: Fury
Swish. Swish. Swish.The air snapped and trembled as Kaelen’s disciples moved without even thinking about it—muscle memory. Training kicking in. The moment the last word left the man behind him, every head turned in the same direction.Down.Bodies.Too many.Shadowfang Sect disciples were scattered across the blackened ground like broken dolls. Throats torn open. Clean, vicious strikes meant to end lives fast. Blood soaked into the cracked earth, almost glowing under the red glare of the nearby molten lava. Each corpse told the same story—no mercy, no hesitation. Just slaughter.For a single heartbeat, everyone froze.Then their faces changed.Not from the heat. From what surged up inside them.Rage. Grief. That hollow, sinking feeling you get when you see someone you laughed with yesterday lying dead today.These weren’t strangers. They were brothers and sisters. People who trained together, complained together, bled together. And now they were gone. Just like that.Kaelen didn’t sp
Chapter 166: Killing Intent
Kaelen Viremont’s chest rose and fell with a fury so raw, so tangible, it seemed to warp the very air around him. Every fiber in his body screamed for blood. For justice. For vengeance.Buzz!A pulse of murderous energy erupted from him. Sharp. Heavy. It made the stones beneath him tremble. Behind him, a massive red silhouette rose, a towering giant of wrath born from his aura. It was every life taken, every injustice fueling his rage, made manifest.Boom!Kaelen’s martial aura surged outward like a tidal wave, alive and hungry. The air itself quivered under its weight, bending, twisting, threatening to tear reality apart.“Second-step Martial Spirit Warrior?”The golden-robed elder’s laugh cut across the battlefield, deep and mocking. “With such pitiful cultivation, you dare oppose me? Truly… a firefly trying to challenge the moon.”Every word dripped with scorn. In his eyes, Kaelen’s rage was just the tantrum of a child. Weak. Pointless. Doomed.“The rule of this world,” the elder c
Chapter 167: Death
The explosion ripped through the sky, loud and violent, like thunder tearing the heavens straight down the middle.Boom.A killing strike from a Half Step Venerable came crashing down. No hesitation. No mercy. The air screamed as a blade of pure energy tore forward, packed with enough force to level mountains and wipe lives away in the blink of an eye.The ground shook under everyone’s feet. Clouds above twisted like they were trying to escape.For just a split second, the battlefield went eerily still. Like the world itself was holding its breath.Then the Royal Martial Arts Academy burst into cheers.They were loud. Confident. Almost smug.To them, this was already over.High in the sky, the golden-robed elder stood tall, his presence crushing and absolute. That strike carried decades of cultivation, endless battles, rivers of blood. Even true Martial Venerables would think twice before facing it head-on.How could Kaelen survive something like that?“He’s dead!” someone yelled.Ano
Chapter 168: Recuperating and Regaining Strength
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”The battlefield groaned with cries of agony. Wails of the fallen echoed across the shattered ruins. One by one, disciples of the Royal Martial Dao Academy collapsed, their lifeblood soaking into the cracked earth.With the golden-robed elder gone—gone in an instant—their Half-Venerable protector extinguished like a candle in the wind, there was no hope left. Surrounding them, the Shadowfang Sect disciples moved with deadly precision. Every strike is swift. Every motion is merciless. The screams pierced the tense silence that followed the battle.Kaelen Viremont didn’t watch. Didn’t gloat. He wiped the blood from his fist and walked over to where Alaric Lei had fallen. The young master’s body lay motionless. Eyes that had once blazed with life were now hollow.Kaelen knelt beside him. Hand brushing the bloodied soil. He drew the rusted sword from his side and began digging. The earth gave way under his relentless determination. In time, the grave was ready. Carefully, he
Chapter 169: Unbelievable
Kael’s eyes were bloodshot, burning with a mix of grief and rage.He stared at the shattered tombstone, its jagged edges glinting in the dim light.The words carved into it—Tomb of Martial Uncle Alaric Lei — Left by Kaelen—hit him like a dagger straight to the heart.Alaric Lei had always been extraordinary. Within the Shadowfang Sect, everyone respected him—but he never let it go to his head. He walked among the younger disciples with warmth, earning their admiration naturally. Never arrogant, never distant.And now… he was gone. Just like that. Dead. Right before their eyes.“Who… killed him?” Kael’s voice was low, cold, razor-sharp.“The Golden-Robed Elder of the Royal Martial Academy… Senior Brother Kaelen has slain him,” a disciple stammered. His voice trembled slightly.Kael’s face didn’t give anything away, but a subtle nod betrayed his understanding.He had known Kaelen would do this. Even if it meant taking on the entire Royal Martial Academy.The Golden-Robed Elder… untouc
Chapter 170: Consecutive Breakthroughs
Kaelen Viremont opened his eyes.And just like that, it felt like the color drained out of the world.The instant his gaze focused, two lines of golden light burst from his eyes. No warning. No buildup. They shot forward like lightning set loose, heavy and ancient rather than flashy. It didn’t look bright so much as… old. Like something that had been sleeping for centuries finally decided to wake up.Everyone nearby felt it.Hearts tightened. Spines went stiff.It was as if two tiny suns were burning inside Kaelen’s pupils, radiating a pressure that didn’t need to shout to be terrifying. No one dared look straight at him. Even veteran cultivators turned their heads away, a vague but unmistakable weight pressing down on their souls.The air itself shook.Spiritual energy went wild, rushing toward Kaelen in violent spirals—only to vanish the moment it touched him. Swallowed whole. Not a single wisp escaped. The phenomenon dragged on far longer than anyone expected. Breathing became diff