All Chapters of The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Chapter 2161 - Chapter 2170

Aria moved so fast she might as well have teleported, leaving only a pale blur behind.Jaleel was still reeling from the heartbreak of his shattered spirit core when an invisible pressure suddenly closed in on him. He didn't even manage to see Aria. All he felt was a sharp pain between his brows. Then, a vicious force stabbed straight into his mindscape."Argh!" Jaleel screamed, louder than he had when his spirit core was destroyed. He clutched his head with both hands, curling into himself as he rolled wildly across the platform.Inside his mindscape, the very place where his Decator Essence resided, was being torn apart by an overwhelming force.His Decator Essence was the foundation he had cultivated for hundreds, even thousands, of years. It was his pride, his greatest asset, the belief that had carried him this far.Yet now, it was being shattered into fragments under a single strike from Aria.Standing before him, Aria looked down at him with indifferent eyes. "I chose no

Jaleel, slumped on the ground, stiffened as if struck by lightning. His mouth hung open, yet not a single word came out. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Gurion, kneeling before Aria. The madness and pride that had once burned in his eyes were gone, replaced by terror and confusion. How could Aria be Gurion's master? This was impossible!The guardian of the Southbore Sanctum had existed for a thousand years. His power was unmatched, and he had never paid heed to anyone. Because of that, Jaleel had never seen Gurion show such respect before.Aria looked no older than 20, and her strength paled in comparison to Gurion's. How could she possibly be his master?It was as though a thousand bolts of lightning had struck Jaleel's mind. He remembered her words about how prodigies like him were nothing before her. He recalled his arrogance, his provocations, and every smug, self-satisfied belief in his own superiority.It turned out he had been a joke from the very beginning. Aria hadn

This was the killing manifestation Sylas had spent months preparing. He called it the Devourer Manifestation. The manifestation was dark arcane arts through and through, and its power was off the charts. Once it activated, it would generate a massive pulling force that could consume the flesh and soul of any living being caught inside, turning them into fuel. Sylas had his people kidnap plenty of victims to make this happen. Every single one got tossed into the manifestation to feed it. That was how it had grown this strong. But there was another special thing about this manifestation. It could lock onto specific targets. When Yaphet set the thing up, he'd already burned Aria and Landon's energy signatures right into its core. This manifestation had been built just for them. Yaphet stood at the edge of the manifestation as he watched Aria and Landon trapped inside. A smile spread across his face—one he'd been hiding for a long time. "Aria and Landon, it's time for you to di

Landon's calm gaze swept over the three of them. There was no killing intent or contempt in his eyes. They were just empty and still as stagnant water. His true strength was a mystery to everyone. Vaelor, Raimor, and Sereth kept their eyes locked on Landon. He still stood there with his hands clasped behind his back, that strange invisible barrier around him unmoved. He seemed oblivious to the danger Aria was facing. Confusion stirred in all three of them at the same time. If Landon really had the terrifying power that Sylas claimed, why was he just standing there watching Aria fight two opponents alone? What was he thinking? "Hmph. I don't know if Landon has some kind of hang-up or if he's just merciless, but if he's not going to make a move, we don't have to waste time on him." Raimor's voice was low and hard. He let his sword drop until the tip touched the ground, sending bits of gravel scattering. "Aria is our real target here. We'll kill her first and then figure out how

The white figure's voice turned frosty. "I know you speak for Heaven, but does Heaven understand what it's like to be human? Does it know what lies in people's hearts? "Does it see the evil that men do? It doesn't. As long as the three realms follow the rules and don't upset the natural order, Heaven couldn't care less. So let me ask you again—is Heaven being fair at all?" Landon's eyes dimmed. "That's not a question I can answer." "I know you can't." The white figure looked up slowly with those cold eyes. "But I still think Heaven is being unjust. It has the power to change things and make a difference. Yet it always looks the other way." She took a step forward. Her ghostly figure flickered in the air, but even that couldn't hide the sharp, untouchable energy radiating off her. "I dedicated myself to practicing the arcane. I never hurt anyone. I just wanted to reach the peak of the Great Decator. "But not only did Heaven throw so many obstacles in my way, it totally cut m