Domain power?The instant the invisible pressure settled over the battlefield, Kael Draven already knew who had arrived.A Realm King.He made no move to release his Heaven and Earth Aura. The newcomer wasn't trying to kill him—at least, not yet. If that domain power had carried genuine killing intent, Kael Draven would have countered it the moment it descended.An elderly man slowly stepped forward from the crowd. He looked to be around sixty, his movements unhurried, yet every step carried the weight of authority."You've gone too far," he said calmly. "Six City Guards have died by your hands."Although his voice remained steady, the murderous intent flickering around him was impossible to ignore.Kael Draven merely snorted."What a ridiculous accusation. Your City Guards tried to arrest me without cause, and when I refused, they immediately tried to kill me. Was I supposed to stand there and let them?"The old man was Brian Hexley, one of the leaders of the City Guard Camp and a tr

The seventh form of the Blood-Drinking Eight Styles—Heaven-Rending Earth-Breaker.Enduring the overwhelming weakness surging through his body, Kael Draven tightened both hands around the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade and forcibly broke free from the crushing suppression of the overlapping domain powers.He... broke free?Brian Hexley and Fabian Grant's expressions changed dramatically. As if they had sensed the disaster about to descend, the two Realm Kings abandoned all hesitation and turned to flee.Everyone watching stood frozen in place, staring in disbelief at the scene before them.Was this really the power of a Great Venerable?One heaven-shaking slash.Absolutely unstoppable.Kael Draven stood proudly in the sky. His crimson hair danced wildly in the wind, his black robes billowed around him, and his cold, expressionless face radiated endless killing intent that surged outward like an unstoppable tide.It was as if the God of Slaughter himself had descended upon the world.Kael Dr

“Kael Draven… wait.”Kael Draven actually paused, but his tone turned cold almost instantly.“Annie Grace, I’ll be straight with you. If it wasn’t for Brother Jasper, I wouldn’t even be standing here talking right now. Since you’re still refusing to tell me who you are, then there’s really nothing else to say.”Annie Grace let out a light chuckle, a bit helpless, like she’d expected that reaction.“Alright… alright. I’ll tell you.”Kael Draven sighed quietly to himself. This woman really knew how to wear down someone’s patience. Still, for Zeric Jasper’s sake, he stayed put and listened.“Kael Draven,” she asked after a pause, “do you know who the Five Great Emperors are?”“No.”She gave a small nod. “The Eastern Emperor Alex Grant, Western Emperor Evelyn Hartnett, Southern Emperor Samuel Fletcher, Northern Emperor Rodrick Valmar, and Central Emperor Jonathan Duskbane…”She stopped for a moment.“…I am Evelyn Hartnett. The Western Emperor.”Just as expected.Kael Draven didn’t even bl

"Master, since you're planning to build your own force, why not start by creating an army of Corpse Slaves? It could become the Dragon Sect's greatest trump card."An army of Corpse Slaves...Kael Draven had considered the idea more than once. The thought was tempting, but turning it into reality was another matter entirely."Eldric, let's be honest," he said. "I've thought about this before. I do want an army of Corpse Slaves. Hunting spirit beasts isn't the problem. The real issue is whether you and the Dragon Seal Space can handle refining them all."He wasn't worried about his own strength. As long as he didn't run into a Realm King-level spirit beast, killing anything below that realm wouldn't be difficult.His concern had always been Eldric.The Dragon Seal Space still hadn't recovered to its former peak. If Eldric had to refine Soul Slaves and Corpse Slaves one after another without rest, would it eventually become too much?If he had to choose between building an army and prote

The Draven Clan… it stood at the very peak of this world.Not just powerful—more like something beyond reason. The kind of existence where wiping out a person was as easy as brushing dust off your sleeve.The Four Great Emperors knew this better than anyone.And that was exactly why they were afraid.If Kael Draven’s talent ever caught the attention of the Draven Clan, things would spiral out of control fast. Too fast.He wouldn’t just be “taken in.” He’d be nurtured, trained, turned into someone untouchable.A core disciple of the Draven Clan.That thought alone was enough to make their hearts turn cold.Because in this world, nobody gambles on “what if.”Even the smallest chance—just one step into the Draven Clan’s protection—meant that in the future, not even all five of them together could touch him.That was the danger.And they all felt it.Samuel Fletcher’s voice dropped, cold and final. “Kael Draven must die. No matter what it takes.”“Cut the grass, remove the roots. No future