The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5748

Now that Jared grasped the hidden mystery inside the Blood Ganoderma, every trace of doubt drained from him. Resolve settled in his chest like a drawn blade, steady and gleaming.

He drew a deep breath, then stilled even the beat of his own pulse. At the tip of one finger shimmered a single pale gold drop of blood—his life force mixed with the regal authority of his Dragon lineage.

Mimicking the careful motions he had watched the giant ape perform, he lowered that drop toward the oldest, most radiant ganoderma in the patch. Each inch felt like lowering a crown onto a sleeping king.

A resonant hum rolled through the basin, low and endless, as if the earth itself had begun to sing.

The moment his blood touched it, a pillar of crimson light burst upward, fiercer and brighter than anything the ape had summoned.

The ganoderma quivered—alive, awakened—its flesh turning crystal clear while a tiny golden dragon darted inside its stem like a heartbeat made visible.

Then the entire stalk melted, becoming a torrent of dark gold essence, thick as molten metal, radiant as a newborn sun.

That essence coiled once in midair, radiating a pressure so heavy the black-furred giant ape flinched. In the next breath, it arrowed into Jared's brow, flooding every vein and bone.

Sound exploded inside him—an ocean tipping over, a mountain tearing free, a universe beginning anew.

A roaring tide of power rampaged through him, too vast for language, too raw for metaphor.

Yet the torrent did not clash with his own chaotic energy; it meshed, perfect and inevitable, as though both had once been parts of the same whole.

That merged force scoured his meridians, polished his organs, and reached places so hidden even pain had forgotten them. Old wounds vanished in its wake.

Jared dropped into a seated stance, spine straight, palms resting lightly on his knees. He guided the flood with measured breaths, turning chaos into ordered rivers.

His body became an endless well, drawing in every drop of the Blood Ganoderma's life nectar with a hunger older than words.

Gashes sealed, scabbed, and flaked away, revealing newborn skin that glowed with quiet health.

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