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“F-Five quadrillion… Dani!”

Everyone stared intently at VIP Room Number Five. Yet doubt began to arise—was the person inside truly Dani, or someone else deliberately using that room?

“With that much money, you can’t possibly be that loser Dani! If you truly want to compete, remove the curtain and show your face to me!” Dewi felt thoroughly provoked.

Inside VIP Room Number Three, Leon’s face turned deathly pale. He had only brought five quadrillion in his account—money obtained through an agreem
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  • 197.

    That day became a day no one in the Soul Nation would ever forget. The entire populace filled the streets, watching the grand procession of the coronation of a new Emperor.On the main stage, Kiana wore a white-and-gold robe. Her face was calm, though her heart churned slightly beneath the surface. She gazed far into the crowd, trying to channel the courage her master had always taught her.Bintang stood behind her, together with Tia and Qing Yuan. He did not smile, but the look in his eyes revealed deep pride.The ceremonial rites for the enthronement of the new Emperor began. Everyone watched with anticipation, wondering what steps the new Emperor would take to destroy the chaos that had long shaken the Soul Nation.Then Qing Nan’s voice echoed powerfully as he stirred the spirit of the people.“Long live the Emperor?!”The people answered in unison, their voices resounding throughout the land.“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!”Yet behind the thunderous cheers, Bintang

  • 196.

    Qing Yuan, who had been kneeling with a pale face, tried to straighten his body. Tia supported him carefully, while Lue Yinan had already prepared a healing pill to suppress the internal injury caused by the severed soul bond.Qing Yuan’s face looked weary. His eyes gazed at the figure of his adopted son who had just resolved a crisis for their nation.“It’s a pity… this battle has also taken half of my soul with it… but I can still stand. What matters is… you have already ended it, Bintang.”Bintang nodded.“No, Father. This is not the end. This is only the beginning of the great reckoning we must face.”They all turned toward the massive altar that had been destroyed. The ancient symbols upon it were beginning to fade, as if the Shadow Lord had been the final key that kept them lit. But that destruction also signaled something else—the secret of the discarded bloodline could no longer be hidden.Juan approached, his face serious.“Dragon King… should we report this directly to the C

  • 195.

    His hand trembled, the black symbol on his skin glowing. From the surface of the altar, a shadow spear emerged and pierced straight into the body of the human-headed serpent.“GYAAAAAAAH!”The creature roared, its body shaking violently. Silver blood burst from its scales, causing the ground to hiss and smoke. Qing Yuan suddenly winced in pain, his face turning pale as the soul bond with the beast struck back at his own body.“Pfft!!” Qing Yuan staggered, fresh blood spilling from his mouth.Bintang narrowed his eyes. “Father…”But it was too late. The shadow spear trembled once more, and the giant serpent’s body exploded into fragments of silver light that scattered through the air, leaving behind a hiss of suffering.Qing Yuan fell to his knees, his body almost collapsing.“The creature… that accompanied me… all this time… was destroyed just like that…”“Dear… protect your adoptive father. Leave the rest to me!”Tia held Qing Yuan by the shoulder, her eyes trembling with anger. “Alr

  • 194.

    This was a personal duel. A duel between two rulers of shadow and the Dragon King.Bintang pressed harder, his sword trembling as he whispered coldly, “I don’t need to kill you quickly. I only want to see the face behind that mask.”With a single surge of force, he blasted his opponent backward. The black mask cracked, half of the face beneath it revealed—pale skin and crimson eyes filled with hatred.“Your name…” Bintang murmured softly. “…You’re not a stranger. You resemble Qing Yuan slightly—you come from the bloodline of this nation.”The Shadow Lord fell silent, then burst into loud laughter. “That’s right! I am the rightful descendant—the blood that should have sat upon the throne! But my ancestors were cast aside, discarded, and hidden. Now I return to claim my right, even if I must do so through darkness!”Bintang exhaled slowly. “Then… there is no peaceful path between us.”The battle erupted once more. The dragon sword clashed against the shadow dagger. Each collision unleas

  • 193.

    That night, outside the Council hall, Bintang stood on a stone balcony. The cold night wind carried the scent of damp earth. In the distance, the city lights flickered like fallen stars scattered across the ground. Yet beneath that calm glow, Bintang knew a darkness was hiding—The Shadow Lord.Beside him, a woman in a black robe emerged soundlessly from the darkness. It was Tia, the War Goddess of the Nation of Amerta—the woman he would soon marry.“Bintang,” she whispered, her voice low, “we’ve found several clues. But they all point to one thing—the Shadow Lord isn’t hiding abroad… he’s here, in the heart of the Nation of Jiwa.”Bintang’s gaze hardened. “Wh-why did you come back here?”“My future husband wants a war. Why shouldn’t I get involved?”He sighed softly. “Fine. After all, you are my fiancée… and my teacher. But explain that information.”Tia lowered her head slightly. “Since your battle during Kiana’s rescue, we traced the shadow techniques used by the Kancil Wong assassi

  • 192.

    Qing Yuan stood in the center of the circle, gripping his staff tightly.“We have accused one another far too much without proof. If you still doubt Bintang, then let him answer for himself. Summon him here.”He glanced at Lue Yinan, who obediently nodded.A low murmur rippled through the chamber. Some agreed, some opposed, but in the end, the decision was accepted.Not long after, the heavy iron door at the far end of the room creaked open. The sound of footsteps echoed softly, yet each step felt as though it pierced straight into the heart.Bintang appeared, dressed in deep black robes with a long cloak trailing behind him. His hair flowed freely, and his eyes were calm like the night sky. The aura he carried was immense, as if a dragon had slipped into that confined chamber.Several elders instinctively tightened their grip on their staffs, even drawing deep breaths. Once again, they felt pressured simply by his presence.The white-haired elder, who had been the most vocal opponent

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