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Chapter 39. A Desperate Challenge

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last update Last Updated: 2025-08-19 11:00:27

Lyra said nothing more. She simply tossed a thin tablet onto the table in the center of the room. On its screen was a picture taken from a street corner, displaying the grand, ancient main gate of the Kalesvara Residence. But the beauty of the teakwood architecture had been desecrated.

Burned onto the sturdy surface of the door were several large words, carved by raw, overflowing spiritual energy, so hot that the wood had blackened and was still emitting thin wisps of smoke. The message was brutal, desperate, and aimed at one person.

“Rayden Kalesvara. I know it’s you! Come out and face me! Or, I will burn this city to the ground!”

A thick silence enveloped the base. Alesia's face went pale. "Gavin Bramasta… he's truly gone mad," she whispered in horror.

"This is no longer madness," Lyra countered in a cold tone, her sharp eyes analyzing the situation. "A man who has lost everything, family, status, honor, even his future in cultivation, no longer has any fear. He is a cornered, wound
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