Cosmic Ruler - Chapter 466

Chapter 466: War XXXIX
Aiden chuckled. “Let me guess. If I refuse, you’ll try to kill me?”

The figure remained silent for a moment before sighing. “Not yet. But you should know… this world will soon change. Your path is leading you straight to destruction.”

Aiden’s smile vanished. “Then I’ll just have to destroy whatever stands in my way.”

Without another word, he vanished, leaving the figure standing alone under the darkening sky.

The figure remained still for a long time before murmuring—

“Interesting. Let’s see how long you can resist fate, Aiden.”

The sigil dissolved into mist, and the figure disappeared.

Elsewhere: The Abyss of the Forgotten

Deep within the unknown void, Ivan crawled out of the darkness, his body barely holding itself together.

“Damn it… DAMN IT!”

He slammed his fist into the ground, causing the very space around him to tremble. His throne was gone, his strength diminished. But the fury in his eyes burned brighter than ever.

Then—a voice echoed in the abyss.

“Do you seek revenge?”

Ivan’s breath hitched. The presence behind that voice was monstrous, far beyond anything he had encountered before.

Slowly, he raised his head.

And his expression twisted into a manic grin.

“Yes.”

Aiden reappeared atop a floating peak, overlooking the vast expanse of the Immortal Realm. His Spirit Sense expanded outward, ensuring he wasn’t being followed.

“A Forbidden Sect, huh?” he muttered, recalling the sigil the cloaked figure had shown him. He had encountered Forbidden Sects before—groups that defied the established order of the Immortal Realm, existing outside the control of major sects and clans.

“But why would they approach me?”

Aiden’s eyes narrowed. He had just fought Ivan, who had already been overpowered with his throne-like Martial Spirit. If someone was backing Ivan, then that meant…

They weren’t just after him. They were after something bigger.

He clenched his fists. He had to get stronger, and fast.

At that moment, a spatial fluctuation surged behind him. Aiden turned sharply, his scythe appearing in his hand in an instant.

A familiar figure emerged—Nexus.

The man sighed. “You really don’t know how to rest, do you?”

Aiden smirked. “You know me.”

Nexus crossed his arms. “I heard about your fight with Ivan. You should know that your name is spreading fast. The major factions are starting to take an interest in you.”

Aiden’s eyes glowed faintly as he processed the information. This was both a blessing and a curse.

“Let them watch,” he said. “I have my own plans.”

Nexus chuckled. “Oh? And those plans wouldn’t happen to involve infiltrating one of the most dangerous sects in the Immortal Realm, would they?”

Aiden raised an eyebrow. “So you know about them?”

Nexus’s expression darkened. “The Forbidden Sect that approached you… they aren’t just any sect. They are the ones responsible for the fall of an entire Divine Kingdom.”

Aiden remained silent. This was bigger than he thought.

Nexus sighed. “If you’re planning to mess with them, you’ll need allies.”

Aiden smirked. “Good thing I never fight alone.”

As if responding to his words, his Martial Spirits flared to life, the golden sword radiating divine brilliance, the Death Dragon of Infinite Darkness releasing a chilling aura, and the Destiny Thread of Million Miracles humming with untold possibilities.

The next phase of his journey was about to begin.

Meanwhile, in the Abyss of the Forgotten

Ivan knelt before an altar, his breath ragged. The dark void around him pulsed as if alive, whispering secrets only he could hear.

Before him stood a monstrous figure—its form shrouded in endless black mist, with countless glowing eyes peering through the darkness.

“You wish for power?” the entity asked.

Ivan clenched his fists. “I want to crush Aiden.”

The entity chuckled, its voice like the scraping of a thousand blades. “Then offer me everything.”

A twisted smile formed on Ivan’s face. “Take it.”

At that moment, a surge of unimaginable dark energy engulfed him, reshaping his very existence.

Aiden stood atop the floating peak, his Spirit Sense extending outward. The Immortal Realm was shifting. The pieces were moving, and he could feel it—forces beyond even his comprehension stirring in the shadows.

“The Forbidden Sect… Ivan’s new backer… and the major factions watching me,” he muttered to himself. “Too many players, not enough information.”

Nexus studied Aiden carefully before speaking. “We both know you won’t sit still, so what’s your next move?”

Aiden didn’t hesitate. “I’m going to find out who’s backing Ivan. If he’s gotten another power boost, then I need to be ready.”

Nexus smirked. “Heh. Classic Aiden. But tracking Ivan down won’t be easy. The Abyss of the Forgotten is sealed off from normal means of detection.”

Aiden’s eyes flickered. “Then I’ll just have to find another way in.”

A heavy silence fell between them. Breaking into the Abyss was nothing short of madness. But then again…

Aiden had never been one for normal solutions.

Ivan’s transformation was nearly complete. Dark energy coiled around him like living serpents, merging into his very soul.

His once human features had begun to shift—his eyes now glowed an eerie crimson, his hair darkened to abyssal black, and his aura had become something unnatural.

A voice echoed in his mind, ancient and insidious.

“The Throne of Devouring has chosen you.”

Ivan grinned. “And Aiden will fall before me.”

As the ritual finished, the void trembled.

A new nightmare had been born.

Aiden clenched his fists. He could feel it—something dark was coming.

He turned to Nexus. “Time to move. I need information, and I think I know where to start.”

Nexus raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And where’s that?”

Aiden’s lips curled into a smirk. “The Mystic Flame Sect.”

Because if anyone knew the secrets of forbidden powers and ancient evils…

It was Serina.

Aiden moved swiftly across the Burning Shore, his presence masked by layers of concealment techniques. The Mystic Flame Sect’s outer perimeter was bustling with disciples—many gathering rare herbs, refining pills, or discussing the recent hunt for Skyfires.

“If Serina’s here, she’s already heard about the chaos I’ve been causing,” Aiden thought as he approached the sect’s towering gates. “No point sneaking in. I’ll do this the direct way.”

Stepping forward, he allowed his presence to leak slightly. Instantly, the guards at the entrance tensed.