A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6730

"Die, old bastard!"

The eldest sister in red snapped the words out, and heaven-scorching immortal fire exploded around her.

The crimson glow that had merely brushed her robes surged straight into the sky. At the same instant, primordial patterns belonging to the seven-colored lotus platform ignited beneath the six immortal figures.

Red, orange, yellow, green, teal, and blue origin light broke free from beneath their feet. Six streams of radiance rose from the women's crowns, wound around one another, and resonated as if born from the same source.

They merged into a multicolored immortal cascade stretching hundreds of miles across the sky.

Ancient primordial patterns flowed through it. The light looked crystalline and almost gentle, without the slightest trace of ordinary flame or killing intent, yet beneath that beauty was an immortal foundation capable of severing divine authority and overturning the celestials themselves.

The cascade descended.

Ripples spread through the void wherever it passed. Fragments of golden divinity, shattered sigils, and scattered divine power left behind by the earlier battle vanished the instant the immortal light touched them. Not even the sound of destruction remained.

High above the valley, the countless layers of divine light protecting the gold-robed elder gave off their first strained cry.

Those layers formed his Celestial Stars Divine Armor, a defense he had tempered over a hundred thousand years by fusing three hundred sixty-five Celestial Stars Domain laws into his body.

It had been strong enough to take Violet's full-force sword strike without leaving him wounded.

Under the six-colored immortal cascade, however, the outer layers began to cave inward.

A harsh metallic groan traveled through the void. The mountains of Black Abyss Valley shed dust and stone under the vibration.

The elder's stern face lost all color.

He did not dare hold anything back.

Ancient seals flashed between his hands. Dark-gold origin divine power poured into his palms, and a Celestial Stars Divine Shield more than a thousand feet tall condensed in front of him.

Deep channels covered its surface, carved into patterns of Celestial Star paths and revolving suns and moons. Countless points of golden starlight ignited one after another until the shield looked as if an entire shattered sea of Celestial Stars had been compressed and sealed inside it.

This was his strongest defensive technique, the Celestial Stars Divine Guard, powerful enough to withstand three lethal strikes at the Grand Zenith Immortal level.

Boom!

The six-colored cascade struck the shield.

There was no earth-shattering detonation at first.

Only one dull crack.

A thin fracture appeared at the very center of the supposedly unbreakable defense.

Then it spread.

In the blink of an eye, the crack multiplied into a web covering the whole shield. the Celestial Stars glow inside it dimmed, and fragments of Celestial Stars light began drifting away.

The next instant, the massive shield exploded.

Golden shards filled the sky like falling sparks.

The recoil from the immortal power punched through the broken defense and slammed into the gold-robed elder's chest.

His large body was hurled more than seven hundred feet backward.

Every time his feet struck the void, another layer of space shattered beneath him, leaving a chain of golden fractures behind.

Dark-gold origin blood forced its way up his throat and ran down his weathered chin. Every drop burned a spark into the void as it fell.

He clutched his chest.

The divine light around him shook violently. The dignity he had maintained for a hundred thousand years had been torn apart in a matter of seconds.

His dark-gold pupils trembled as he stared at the six women below.

"Impossible... Those primordial patterns... all from the same origin... Who are you?"

The eldest sister in red ignored him.

Nothing moved in her cold eyes except killing intent toward the celestials.

She slowly raised her right hand.

A crimson spark no larger than a grain of rice appeared above her palm.

It looked weak enough for a breath of wind to extinguish it.

Instead, every tiny flicker carried primordial fire capable of burning open creation itself. The air for hundreds of miles warped with each movement of the flame. Heat passed straight through protective spiritual barriers and scorched the souls of everything nearby.

The blackened ground beneath her carbonized further.

Space collapsed around the flame, producing dark fissures one after another. Even the flow of time seemed to slow under the pressure of that tiny heavenly fire.

Wind caught her red dress and made it billow like a wildfire.

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