Chapter 5399

The thunderous explosion reverberated through the sky, jolting the entire city of Aurous Hill from its
slumber. In an instant, the blast spread far and wide, shattering the tranquility of the night.

Within the valley where the explosion occurred, the once lush vegetation was decimated, leaving
behind a hollow void that stretched hundreds of meters in radius. It was as if nature itself had been
consumed by the destructive force.

Gideon, who stood at the epicenter of the explosion, had been obliterated entirely. Not a trace of his
existence remained—no remnants, no residue. The notion of a soul departing from the body and
finding a new lease on life was nothing but a ruse, a deceitful ploy to lure them into an honorable death.

In his final moments, Gideon discovered a truth he never could have fathomed. The formation left by
the British Lord in their Soul Palace thirty years ago wasn’t a sanctuary for the soul, but rather a potent
self-destructive array—a weapon of mass annihilation.

What he had perceived as a glimmer of hope for rebirth turned out to be nothing more than a means to
perish alongside his enemies.

Just as the explosion shook the earth, Joe, who stood mere meters away from Gideon, vanished
without a trace. All that remained on the ground were tattered shreds of his clothing and minuscule
fragments, reduced to the size of fingernails. These fragments were once part of Amber’s Soul Piercing
Blade.

Even his Thunderbolt, crafted from lightning-struck wood, had been reduced to a charred mass of black
ash by the cataclysmic blast.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the scorched circle, a severely injured woman struggled to crawl
forward. She was Zeba.



Although Zeba had managed to escape the devastating impact of the explosion, her condition was far
from promising. Overwhelmed by the shockwave, she had been sent hurtling through the air, her body
battered and broken. Her meridians were severed, bones shattered, and internal organs grievously
wounded. While she clung to life, her survival remained uncertain.

Enduring excruciating pain, Zeba crawled onward, panting heavily, her curses flowing uncontrollably in
hushed tones. “Damn that Lord… after all these years… deceiving us,” she muttered. “After unlocking
the Soul Palace, how could… how could there be such a fantastical notion as the death of the body
and the rebirth of the soul? It’s all a lie… a terrible lie! That despicable scoundrel… he… he turned the
four of us… into mere human bombs… to detonate when we face a life-or-death crisis… We were led
to believe that in the face of mortal danger, we could leave behind a trace of our souls, seize new
bodies, and reclaim our lives… but it was all a sham…”

“The true purpose of that bastard was to ensure that, in dire circumstances, we would open the Soul
Palace, sacrificing ourselves alongside our enemies… this scheme is diabolically brilliant… For… the
enemy capable of driving us to the brink of destruction would undoubtedly pose an immense threat to
that bastard and the entire Warriors Den…”

“And with this manipulation of the Soul Palace, he could ensure that the four of us would perish
alongside our enemies without hesitation, utilizing death as the ultimate solution to all hidden perils…
It’s utterly sinister!”

Her mind filled with these thoughts, Zeba couldn’t help but murmur, “For many years, the four of us
served you faithfully… yet you never regarded us as human beings. What difference is there?”

Gritting her teeth, she pushed through the agony, determined to crawl farther into the mountain’s
depths.

…



Let’s rewind time by three minutes.

The Elys-Champ Spa Hotel, not far from the explosion site.

The Evans family had been relocated to a mid-level villa by Don Albert as a precautionary measure.
Thunder roared in the distance, stirring worry and anxiety among the entire family. Samuel Evans, the
elderly patriarch, paced restlessly in the room, unable to find a moment’s respite.

Observing his distress, Don Albert stepped forward to offer comfort. “Worry not, old man. Master Wade
possesses immeasurable power. The thunder you heard must be his summoned celestial lightning. It’s
highly likely that the assailant has been reduced to ashes by Master Wade’s might!”

Samuel Evans muttered incredulously, “You mean Amber can summon thunder?!”

“Indeed!” Don Albert nodded enthusiastically, his expression awash with fascination. “I’ve had the
privilege of witnessing Master Wade’s celestial lightning a few times. When the thunder descends, the
sky becomes cloaked in dark clouds, lightning crackles through the firmament, and the earth trembles
beneath the weight of thunderous booms. It’s as if a god has descended upon us—a spectacle of
unmatched grandeur!”

The Evans family, dumbfounded by this revelation, was left speechless. Samuel Evans, in particular,
wore a look of disbelief. “How can this be possible…”

Chuckling knowingly, Don Albert continued, “Ah, old man, your skepticism arises from a lack of
understanding. The art of summoning celestial thunder is intricately tied to formations. From my
perspective, formations are akin to atomic energy. Imagine telling someone from a bygone era that a
small piece of radioactive material could level an entire city with an atomic bomb—they would find it
inconceivable.”



Samuel Evans struggled to comprehend Don Albert’s explanation, but the elderly lady beside him
couldn’t conceal her worry. Through tear-filled eyes, she pleaded, “I’m concerned for Amber’s safety,
Don Albert. Could you arrange a helicopter to rush over there, just in case he requires assistance? We
could offer our support…”

Don Albert hastily responded, “Dear lady, Master Wade has explicitly instructed that once you were
safely evacuated, no one should interfere. We must wait here patiently for his return.”

With that said, he added, “To be honest, there are hundreds of formidable warriors stationed at the hot
spring hotel near the mountain’s base. Even they wouldn’t be able to aid Master Wade, let alone us.”

Tears welling in her eyes, she sobbed, “I fear something untoward might befall Amber once again.
These past twenty years have been far too arduous for him. As his grandmother, I can’t bear the
thought of him in harm’s way…”

Samuel Evans gently patted her back, comforting her, “Worry not, my dear. Amber has become a force
to be reckoned with, far surpassing our own capabilities. Even if we wished to help him, we would be of
little use. Let us heed Amber’s instructions and wait here patiently!”

As soon as his words trailed off, an earth-shattering explosion shattered the tranquility outside the villa,
causing the laminated tempered glass to disintegrate in an instant.

Instinctively, everyone dropped to the ground. In the aftermath of the explosion, the elderly lady felt an
excruciating pain in her chest and tearfully inquired, “What just happened? Is Amber… Is Amber safe?”

Don Albert’s heart skipped a beat, panic seizing him. He had personally witnessed Amber summon
celestial thunder, and he knew that the colossal blast they had just experienced was not the product of
celestial lightning.

Without hesitation, he shouted, “I’ll go check!”



With those words, he rushed out the door in a frenzy, leaping into the awaiting helicopter parked in the
courtyard. Addressing the anxious pilot, he urgently pleaded, “Hurry, take off!”

At that moment, a figure darted toward them. It was Jack, who quickly climbed aboard the helicopter.
He blurted out, “Don Albert, I’ll accompany you!”

Don Albert, his mind racing, replied, “Inspector Lee, Master Wade instructed me to ensure the safety of
you and the Evans family. It’s best for you to remain here!”

Jack shook his head resolutely. “Don’t forget, Don Albert, I am a police officer. When it comes to
investigating a crime scene, no one is more proficient than I am.”

After a brief pause, Don Albert relented, saying, “Very well, Inspector Lee. You can join me.”

Turning to the pilot, he urged, “Take off!”

The helicopter revved its engines, ascending into the night sky with Don Albert and Jack aboard,
hurtling toward Willow Estates.

As they approached the skies above the villa, Don Albert spotted a peculiar circular void in the
distance, illuminated by the moon’s gentle glow.

Pointing in its direction, he instructed the pilot, “Quickly, fly there!”

The pilot skillfully maneuvered the helicopter toward the enigmatic valley at great speed. As they drew
nearer, Don Albert and Jack beheld a desolate sight—a scorched earth stretching out from the circular
void, with surrounding vegetation cascading outward.

Drawing from the intensity of the previous explosion, the pair deduced that the circular void resulted
from that cataclysmic event, its epicenter lying at the heart of the circle.



An ominous premonition gripped Don Albert’s heart as he anxiously commanded the pilot, “Descend!”

Jack interjected, “It might be better to avoid landing directly at the center. We don’t want the
helicopter’s strong gusts of wind to obliterate any potential clues on the ground.”

Nodding in agreement, Don Albert signaled the pilot, “Land on the edge instead.”

The pilot skillfully maneuvered the helicopter, setting it down on the outskirts of the circular void.

Jack silently prayed that they wouldn’t disturb any vital evidence pertaining to the explosion’s origin.
Unfortunately, fate had a different plan. The spot chosen by Don Albert coincided with the area where
Zeba had crawled away from the incident. The helicopter’s gusts of wind swiftly erased any traces left
by her passage.

Filled with anxiety, Don Albert hastily disembarked from the helicopter before it had even come to a full
stop. Jack followed suit, leaping onto the hardened ground beside him.

They swiftly made their way toward the explosion’s epicenter, where Don Albert’s eyes widened in
horror. The ground at the center had been scorched and cracked, a testament to the searing heat
unleashed by the blast.

On the ground, a human-shaped silhouette, blackened and imprinted onto the scorched earth, caught
Don Albert’s attention. Whether it was the residual mark of a body or a consequence of the explosion,
he couldn’t discern.

In a daze, Don Albert noticed a few glimmering fragments strewn across the ground. Picking them up,
he realized they were shell fragments or other remnants. And then it hit him—these fragments bore a
striking resemblance to the giant clam Amber had once acquired through a highly publicized auction in
Aurous Hill. It had fetched a staggering sum, generating quite a stir in the city.



An overwhelming sense of despair engulfed Don Albert as he connected the dots. Jack, witnessing the
change in his demeanor, anxiously inquired, “What are those?”

In a bewildered state, Don Albert replied, “These… these must belong to Master Wade…”

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