All Chapters of The Return of Kaelen Viremont: Chapter 171
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Chapter 171: Saving Someone
Aria couldn’t hold it together anymore. The calm, almost untouchable grace she used to carry as a heaven-blessed prodigy was gone, smashed to pieces. Panic took over—raw, suffocating, leaving her no space to think straight.If Luthien Aris died here, that was it. The end of everything.Aria was just a maid. Nothing more. Her position, her protection, even her future existed only because of her young lady. Without Luthien, she wouldn’t last a day in this cruel, ancient ruin. The thought pressed on her chest so hard it felt difficult to breathe.Out of everyone here, there was only one person she trusted.Kaelen Viremont.She’d heard Luthien talk about him before. Not casually. Never lightly. There was respect there. Real trust. Luthien had once said Kaelen was someone who stayed standing when things turned ugly. Someone who didn’t abandon you when it mattered.So in this unfamiliar Eldravan Empire, Aria had only one option left.She had to find Kaelen Viremont.When she finally finishe
Chapter 172: The Saints Retreat and Disperse
Swish! Swish!Kaelen Viremont and Aria moved like shadows, slipping between the endless iron pillars. The air around them buzzed with lingering energy, metallic and sharp against the faint decay of ancient stone. Every step sent tremors through the ground. The pillars loomed like silent guardians from a forgotten era, watching, waiting.At the end of this corridor, the altar came into view. Colossal. Even Kaelen had never seen anything so massive. Sacred white light clashed violently with black miasma hovering above it, twisting the air into a storm of raw power. Pressure rolled outward in waves, threatening to crush anything standing in its path.Kaelen’s eyes narrowed. Floating above the altar, buffeted by the overwhelming force, was the girl he had come to save. Her golden robe shimmered faintly, frayed and torn by the constant assault of divine and infernal energy. In her hands, a sinister bone pulsed with black qi, each thrum of dark energy stealing the air around her.“Luthien A
Chapter 173: Ancient Sacred Power
“What on earth is happening?” Luthien Aris whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. Fear and fascination twisted together in her chest. Every time she watched Kaelen move, it felt like she was falling into a storm she couldn’t escape—a storm that somehow drew her in instead of tearing her apart. Calm on the surface, yet deadly beneath. Magnetic. Dangerous.She knew he carried secrets. Secrets he’d never share. Their bond had grown closer with each day, but there were still walls between them, walls made of unspoken truths. His past, his power… Kaelen never let anyone see what lay beneath. And yet, here he was, holding her gently but firmly, standing in a place that reeked of danger. Luthien couldn’t deny the thrill that surged through her. Safety—yes—but safety forged by someone impossibly strong.Outside the sacrificial grounds, Aria’s eyes went wide. Her usual calm mask flickered, just for a second. She’d seen skilled warriors before, people with talent th
Chapter 174: Plunder and Devour
Boom!The moment Kaelen Viremont’s palm slammed against the massive altar, the world seemed to scream. Not just power—but ancient, boundless, terrifying energy—erupted beneath him. It wasn’t subtle. It surged upward like a tidal wave, crashing through his arm, into his chest, spreading into every fiber of his being. Every heartbeat felt like it might ignite.Rumble!The altar trembled beneath his hand, almost alive, almost… aware of his audacity. Kaelen could feel the pulse of the universe itself—a chaotic, divine resonance that had been locked away for eons, now spilling freely into the mortal world. He roared. Not a mere shout. Something that carried the weight of eternity, echoing across the void.Golden light exploded from him, scattering shadows like sparks from a god-forged anvil. His muscles bulged, veins glowed, and for a heartbeat, Kaelen looked every inch a god reborn. Light danced over him like liquid sunlight. The aura he radiated made the wind itself pause.Nearby, Luthie
Chapter 175: Frenzied Breakthrough
Clang.The sound rang out sharp and brutal, metal smashing against metal, echoing through the vast chamber like a struck bell.Clang.Another impact followed, even heavier this time. The Furnace of Creation shuddered, its ancient walls trembling as if they might finally give in.Inside, Kaelen Viremont was no longer calm. No longer composed.He moved like a trapped beast.Again and again, his body slammed into the furnace’s inner walls. Each collision sent violent shockwaves rolling through the air. The ancient metal groaned, glowing faintly, as though it were struggling to cage the storm tearing itself apart inside him.Outside the furnace, Luthien Aris and Aria stood motionless.Their hands were shaking before they even realized it.This… this wasn’t what they had expected.Kaelen had always been quiet. Controlled. The type who rarely raised his voice, who carried himself with an almost gentle restraint. But the man inside the furnace now felt like a stranger. He showed no mercy to
Chapter 176: An Inconceivable Advancement
Third-Step Martial Venerable.Kaelen Viremont stood in the center of the ruined altar, chest rising and falling as he tried to steady his breathing. The words echoed in his mind, heavy and surreal.He had jumped too far.Moments ago, he was still a Sixth-Step Martial King. And now… now he had shattered boundaries one after another, landing straight in the Third-Step Martial Venerable realm.It was absurd. Even Kaelen found it hard to believe.He looked down at his hands and clenched his fingers. Power flowed smoothly through his meridians, overwhelming yet obedient. Every movement felt sharper, lighter. It was almost like the world had slowed down around him.“This level…” he murmured, voice low. “So this is what it feels like.”If news of this spread, the Eldravan Empire would shake from end to end.A faint ripple passed through the air.The demonic presence that had hovered above finally began to recede. Talan, a streak of black light, slipped back into Kaelen’s brow, returning to t
Chapter 177: At the Entrance
No one spoke.After both Kaelen Viremont and Kael had made their positions clear, the rest stayed quiet. It wasn’t that they disagreed. Far from it. They simply understood what those words carried—and arguing would change nothing.This expedition had taken everything out of them.Their bodies ached. Their minds felt frayed. Their spirits were worn thin.They had brushed against death too many times to count. Ancient traps are buried beneath cracked stone. Beasts hiding in darkness that felt older than history itself. Ambushes that came out of nowhere and ended with blood soaking the ground.Somewhere along the way, just staying alive had started to feel like a good fortune.And right now, more than anything else, they wanted to leave. To go home.Only after enduring the madness of the ancient ruin did they truly understand how valuable a sect’s protection was. Out here, there were no rules to rely on. No structure. No mercy.Only danger.Endless, merciless danger.Every breath felt
Chapter 178: Looking Down from Above
The sun hung low over the jagged horizon, spilling long shadows across the ruins. At the entrance, an imposing figure waited—silent, unyielding, almost alive in his presence.Tarian Lysand stood atop the ancient city wall, golden armor glinting like molten sunlight on steel. The legendary golden dragon spear rested in his hand, steady and lethal. His eyes… they weren’t just eyes. They burned, twin suns piercing through everything below, radiating authority so intense that even the bravest warriors felt their courage falter.Below him, the Black Demon Army formed flawless ranks. Their numbers were staggering. Each soldier bore the mark of Black Demon blood in their veins, a gift—or curse—granting them strength and resilience beyond ordinary limits. Their faces were human, but their bodies… honed, perfected, weaponized through demonic alchemy. Every step they took felt like inevitability. Every breath they drew promised death to anyone who dared oppose them.Hidden in the jagged folds o
Chapter 179: Lofty and Unshaken
“Kill!”Kaelen Viremont didn’t waste a single word. No taunt. No flourish. No warning. Just pure, burning intent. Every ounce of his being focused on one thing: crush Tarian Lysand and carve his name into the heavens of the Eldravan Empire.This wasn’t just a fight. It was a declaration.A warning to the younger generation of the imperial family: remember the name Kaelen Viremont. Tremble. Respect it. Never look down again. If he ever stood against Zevran, it wouldn’t be with borrowed prestige or empty titles. Authority had to be earned—through blood, through steel, through fire itself.And today… Today might be the only chance. A perfect, fleeting chance.“Nine Heavens Tyrant God Spear!”Tarian Lysand didn’t hesitate. Not a heartbeat. The golden dragon spear in his hands quivered, as if waking from centuries of slumber. Light erupted from its tip, a flood of molten-gold radiance pouring over the battlefield.This wasn’t just a weapon. It was the legacy of the Heavenly Dragon itself.
Chapter 180: The Rise of the Golden Titan
Kaelen Viremont exhaled slowly, his fingers tightening around the hilt of his sword.That strike… it wasn’t casual. Not at all. It was a true killing move. And yet. Nothing. A stalemate.Tarian Lysand wasn’t just a name. “Legend,” “heir of the Eldravan Empire”—those weren’t empty titles. They were carved from victories, dominance, and a lifetime of proving himself. And still… Kaelen had shaken him.Impossible.That word hammered through Tarian’s mind like a drum.Across the Eldravan Empire, he had thought himself unmatched. Second only to Zevran. Kael—the Shadowfang Sect’s prodigy—had barely caught his attention. And now… this boy, barely seventeen, maybe eighteen, radiated power that made the air tremble.Where had this monster come from?A shiver ran down Tarian’s spine. His instincts screamed: this boy cannot live.If Kaelen survived the Hundred Dynasties War, if he rose to the true hegemonic powers… the Eldravan Empire itself would kneel before him one day.“Overlord Dragon Emperor