The news spread like wildfire. Aiden's swift and decisive victory earned him both fear and respect among the Outer Court disciples.
He resumed his training and study without further interruptions, steadily accumulating merit points by completing missions and contributing rare herbs and ores from his spatial ring. It wasn't long before he gained access to the restricted section of the library, where ancient scrolls on seals and formations were kept.
As he pored over the texts, piecing together the mystery of the fragments, a growing sense of urgency gnawed at him.
"These fragments… they're not just part of a seal. They're part of something far bigger."
The symbols hinted at an ancient power that predated even the oldest records in the sect. If Ivan had obtained similar fragments, it meant he was playing with forces beyond comprehension.
And if Aiden didn't stop him, the entire Immortal Realm could be at risk.
