When Elver felt Shang's aura, all his doubts vanished.

He did it.

Shang had killed Jerald.

Elver wasn't a kid anymore, and he had lived for a very long time. He knew a lot about people, and just by looking at Shang, he could tell that Shang had killed Jerald.

He knew that because Shang's aura was way too sterile and apathetic.

It was almost like he was deathly afraid of ever feeling any kind of positive emotion for another human being.

Elver knew how something like that could happen.

Committing an act so painful that only the complete eradication of emotions could keep one alive.

People that didn't know the old Shang wouldn't be able to feel these kinds of things, but Elver had known him very well.

Shang had killed Jerald.

There was no doubt about it.

"Why?" Elver asked, looking at Shang. "Why would-"

"Traitor!" someone shouted from the edge of the arena.

Oliver shot towards Shang, his face contorted in hatred and rage.

"You killed him!" Oliver shouted as all his suppressed rage burst forth. "You killed him! You're why so many of my brothers died!"

Oliver summoned all of his weapons.

Shang waved his right arm.

BOOOOM!

All weapons, except for Oliver's spear, broke apart and turned into dust as Oliver was thrown against the wall of the arena.

The onlookers looked with shock at the exchange, but only the Ancestral Mages and Lord Starsky could feel the true secret of that strike.

Ancestral Beast!

was the ability that Ancestral Beasts

had unveiled his World

Why?

he didn't need to keep it a secret anymore due to his age

Connection would be akin to shocking the entire world since it meant that the warrior

at that level were specifically working on comprehending the thing

be seen as a True Mage that would soon become

was true for

the Sixth Realm, Shang would simply be someone

the eyes of the public, Shang was ready to reach the

the world since it meant that Shang had found a way for warriors to reach the Sixth Realm, but it wouldn't make him appear like an insanely

the walls, Shang

"MURDERER!"

WHOOOOM!

entire arena was suppressed by an

arena felt like they couldn't

moment, a young man with green and icy-blue hair appeared

at the young

my father!" the man shouted as

George, Jerald's son, and he was an Initial Ancestral

glance, this would appear

already in

to remember that George was around 600 years old

at that age

unusual for him to be

a very good reason for

immediately cast several Spells as he shot

he unleashed a terrifyingly

CRACK!

the Magic Circle surrounding the

to interfere!" the Ancestral Mage in the arena told

exploded in rage. "He killed my father! He is a criminal that killed someone working for

head judge furrowed his

by the

That would be problematic.

have any proof?" the head judge

know him! We

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