A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5194

Before Grimshaw could finish the threat, his pupils shrank to pinpoints, as though they had glimpsed something monstrous rising.

Jared moved—and the air itself seemed to flinch. In a heartbeat, he stood ten paces away; the next, a streak of motion cleaved the air. Grimshaw never managed to summon a veil of demonic aura or brandish his bone staff before agony tore through his right arm.

“Argh!” he screamed, a ragged howl that split the clouds, far more agonized than the maimed demon general earlier.

Grimshaw looked down and found his arm gone, severed clean at the shoulder; dark green blood fountained, painting the stones. The bone staff that had served him for years clanged to the ground, its crimson crystal flickering twice before dying.

“Y-You...” he stammered, clutching the stump, his whole frame quivering. How had Jared traversed the distance? How could any strike be that swift?

Jared set his boot upon the fallen staff, crushing wood and crystal with a slow, merciless twist. His eyes stayed cold on Grimshaw. “I won't repeat myself a third time.”

Staggering back, Grimshaw retreated ten, twelve, fifteen steps before he found balance. The murderous intent pouring from Jared pressed against his throat; speak one more syllable, and his head would surely roll.

All around, the Blackshade Guards stood petrified. Grimshaw had achieved Earthly Immortal Realm Level Three in cultivation and was a pillar of the palace. Yet, a Wandering Immortal Realm Level Six human cultivator had just severed his arm. This overturned their understanding of the world in an instant.

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