Chapter 2262

Donned in a gold-embellished blue robe and purple-gold boots, the man's extraordinary bearing stood tall like that of a towering mountain. His face bore the weathering of time, and the sallow complexion to his squarish visage hinted at the multifarious experienced he must have faced in life. Gray streaks of gray adorned his temples, and his hair seemed to move independently of the wind. His motions were as fluid as the wind, with each step producing ripples in the surrounding space. Clarkin felt a slight jolt as he witnessed the man entering the hall. His attainment exuded an air of untouchability—a sensation he had previously only experienced when facing Oskar. Clarkin had crossed paths with Jason in the past. Back then, he sensed that Jason was a level six royal paragon, thus making him stronger than Clarkin but still significantly short of Oskar's level eight royal paragon attainment. However, the aura emanating from Jason had an intimidating quality to it that seemed to be rival