A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6083

"You won't get away."

The elder's grin stretched. "Within the Sacred Mountain the array senses every step; run where you like, it finds you."

Jared halted mid-air.

He pivoted and faced the advancing handprint squarely.

"Who said I was running?"

Placing the Dragonslayer Sword upright before his chest, Jared lowered his lids until the world vanished behind them.

Inside his core, the Chaos Genesis Seed spun like a hurricane. Golden Dragon Bloodline boiled, and nether aura surged in chilly currents.

Under the Twin Essence Convergence Art, the three forces began to overlap, pressing into one molten knot of power.

Chaos formed the base, Golden Dragon blazed as the yang, and nether aura chilled as the yin.

Triune Convergence—three becoming one to shatter all techniques.

"Slash."

Jared's eyes opened; he swung.

No dazzling fan of blades, no earth-splitting momentum.

Only a plain gray sword gleam, thin as a strand of hair, slipped forward without a sound toward the blood palm.

At first the elder dismissed it, but the next heartbeat wiped the smirk from his face.

The instant gray touched crimson, the massive palm began to melt.

It did not crack; it dissolved, like frost under noon sun, vanishing grain by grain.

The trapped wraiths shrieked, curling into trails of smoke that vanished on the wind.

The gray line kept going, drilled straight through the collapsing imprint, and arrowed for the elder's heart.

"Impossible!"

Panic shattered his composure; he hurled every protective treasure he owned into the air.

A gold shield, a jade talisman, a blood banner—seven, eight top-tier artifacts layered themselves between him and the incoming line.

The gray gleam treated them as empty air, punching clean through barrier after barrier.

Hiss!

The beam pierced the final screen and slid into the elder's chest.

His body went rigid; he lowered his gaze to the point of impact.

No wound, no blood—yet his life force spilled away as though a plug had been pulled.

"What… power… is this…"

The words crumbled with him; his flesh mottled to gray dust and drifted apart on a silent breeze.

One strike had slain a top-level Level Nine High Immortal.

Granted, the elder borrowed that realm through outside force, but Jared's result remained a thunderbolt for anyone watching.

He drew back the Dragonslayer Sword; a faint pallor crept over his cheeks.

That single cut had burned through roughly seventy percent of his reserves.

Heat flooded Jared's veins. Muscles cramped, bone marrow felt scraped raw. Triune Convergence always came with that razor-edge price, and the ache now crawled under every breath.

Thoom… thoom… thoom…

"Jared, you actually came."

Jared turned. Lucian stepped out from behind one altar, Lyria gliding beside him.

Not just those two.

Figures materialized on every flank, their silhouettes thickening in the bleeding light.

Over thirty celestials closed in; the weakest carried the weight of High Immortal Realm Level Six, while several gray-haired elders radiated Level Nine oppression.

They had been waiting, trap already sprung.

"I didn't think you'd gamble with the Fourteenth Firmament," Lucian said.

Lucian's gaze flickered, equal parts shame and heat. "Falling to you back on level thirteen scarred me. Today I erase that scar myself."

Lyria's voice cut cold. "You ruined the Celestial Palace's grand design and butchered our people. You aren't leaving alive."

Jared let his eyes drift over them, expression untroubled. "All of you think that's enough?"

"Arrogant whelp!"

One Level Nine elder snorted. "Your talent is rare, but this is the Sacred Mountain. The Grand Blood Sacrifice Array doubles our might. Alone, how will you stand?"

Another elder added, "The Hall Master prizes genius. Yield your Golden Dragon Bloodline and the secret of your chaotic force, and live. Refuse, and die here."

Jared laughed softly. "Recruit me—so you can hollow me out later, the way you tried with Lord Mournwright?"

The elders' faces darkened.

"Stubborn fool—die!"

More than thirty celestials lunged at once.