A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5374

From a shadowed corner, an assassin released a single arrow, its tip black with poison meant to rot spirit and flesh alike. The shaft cut the air in utter silence, aimed straight at Jared's unguarded back.

"Behind you!" a frantic voice cried, echoing through the clash of steel and spellfire.

Jared caught the warning an instant too late. He spun, throwing a veil of spiritual energy across his spine.

The arrow struck the barrier with a wet pop. Though the shaft failed to pierce skin, venom seeped through the wavering shield, threading pain like molten wire along his meridians and setting every nerve ablaze.

"Hahaha, Mr. Chance, this Spiritual Corrosive Poison was brewed for one purpose—to gnaw away a cultivator's power. In less than half an hour, you'll be drained dry and ready for the knife!"

The words hit Jared like iron pellets. At once, he sensed a gritty heat oozing through his meridians, each ribbon of energy turning brittle, sparks of pain flashing behind his eyes.I have minutes, not hours. Shatter the array—escape—or be butchered here.

He dragged a breath so deep it hurt, then rammed what was left of his spiritual energy into motion.

The dormant spiritual energy inside him erupted, a sudden tidal surge that rattled bone and sinew and blew the night air sideways.

"Break!"

The Dragonslayer sword tore a silver arc through the dark, forged lightning spilling from its edge and slamming straight at the glowing wall of the light curtain formation.

Boom!

Thunder and barrier collided. The whole curtain shuddered, then groaned, a single jagged crack snaking outward like frost across glass.

Ieuan's smugness vanished. He pumped his own force into the formation, barking, "Now—kill him! Don't let him slip away!"

Black-clad cultivators swarmed. Blades and spells rained in a savage rhythm, forcing Jared to parry left, dodge right. Crimson streaks opened across his arms and side.

Yet, his physical body—hardened by chaotic energy and Golden Dragon Bloodline—held. With a guttural snarl, he raised the sword again and hammered the fissure.

The barrier screamed. With a sound like splintering ice, it collapsed, shards of light fluttering away. Jared blurred forward, streaking out of Lunar Hall and racing for the gates of the Prime Minister's Office.

"After him! Bring him back alive!" Ieuan roared, leading the black-clad pursuers himself.

Jared burst onto the avenue, cutting through the lamplit capital and bolting for the forests beyond Celestia's outer walls.

The Spiritual Corrosive Poison within him crawled faster, dimming his energy with each heartbeat. Footsteps and murderous shouts closed in, the gap shrinking to heart-stopping yards.

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