Chapter 580: A surprised level up
On the other side, the Old Saintess stood still, her expression unreadable but her heart stirred with rare astonishment. She had sensed the strength bubbling within Max the moment he reappeared in the Hidden City—raging and unrefined, yet controlled with terrifying precision.
But even she, who had watched countless prodigies rise and fall, hadn’t expected this. Not to such an extent. Max’s current aura wasn’t just powerful—it was overwhelming, peerless within the Lower Domain.
She had once estimated that Max would eventually surpass all others here, but now she realized eventually had already arrived. He had already reached a realm where no one in the entire Lower Domain could stand against him—not even the elite forces, not even Drevon.
"So," Max asked with a smirk, looking between Klaus and the Old Saintess, "what do you think? Let’s go and kill Drevon before the Citadel descends."
His voice was casual, but the intent beneath it was razor-sharp.
Klaus, now composed after recovering from the pressure of the Flame Tyrant aura, shook his head slowly. "Ah, no. It’s not that simple," he said, the tension returning to his face.
Max’s brows furrowed. "What do you mean?" he asked, puzzled. In his mind, the matter was straightforward—strike first, eliminate Drevon, and remove the threat before it could grow.
Klaus sighed, as though the weight of the last month was finally catching up to him. "Things have changed. Dramatically. In the one month you were gone," he explained. "Remember the Rulers of the Lower Domain I told you about? The ones sent from the Four God Nation to watch over the domain and prevent chaos caused by people from the Middle Domain?"
Max nodded slowly. He remembered. Their existence had always been treated like a distant group of people—one that stayed hidden unless the balance of the Lower Domain was in danger.