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!

ability that Ancestral

unveiled his

Why?

didn't need to keep it a secret anymore due

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

anymore. After all, people at that level

same thing would just be seen as a True Mage that would soon become a High Mage. Even more,

same was true for

simply be someone that had managed to take that step without actually breaking

public, Shang was

still shock the world since it meant that Shang had found a way for warriors to reach the Sixth Realm,

throwing Oliver against the walls, Shang didn't

"MURDERER!"

WHOOOOM!

entire arena was suppressed by an

felt like they couldn't breathe anymore, and even Elver

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

didn't look at

my father!" the man shouted as he readied his

George, Jerald's son, and he

glance, this would appear

already

to remember that George was around 600 years

Mage Realm at that age could be considered

for him to

he had a very good reason for chasing

cast several Spells

unleashed a terrifyingly fast

CRACK!

hit the Magic Circle surrounding the arena itself

the Ancestral Mage in

killed my father! He is a criminal that killed someone

judge furrowed his

by

That would be problematic.

proof?" the head judge

him! We all know what he

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