Meanwhile, outside the barrier, the righteous army was already celebrating a victory they hadn't earned yet.
When Jake walked toward the edge of Dark Sky guild with four villains at his back, the army outside the barrier erupted in response. Tens of thousands of voices surged together, confidence swelling like a rising tide. Above them, ten figures sat unmoving inside their hovering chariots, trying to steady their breaths. They weren't here to shout. They were here to end something.
Then the crowd rippled.
"He's coming out."
Every flying sword wavered. Cultivators who had been floating proudly in the air suddenly dropped toward the ground like startled birds. No one wanted to be the highest target when this grand villain stepped into view.
Even before Jake emerged, fear arrived first in the eyes of onlookers.
Darius, meanwhile, remained suspended above everyone else, stubbornly holding his ground. His aura burned hot and sharp, but the chill in his eyes gave him away.
