A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5534

Boom!Shadow-palm and fire dragon met with a blast that split the heavens. The shock wave raced outward, uprooting trees and gouging a crater deep enough to drink the moonlight.

Several cultivators were flung like leaves before a hurricane and landed hard, groaning as blood stained their robes.

Though battered by the blast, the two young beasts clenched muscle and will alike, regaining their footing before the smoke had even cleared.

Celestial Devourer pounced first. Spotting a fallen cultivator struggling to rise, it streaked forward and swallowed him whole in a single, terrible gulp. Panic spread through the remaining attackers. They turned to flee, but neither the voracious little beast nor the fire-clad fire unicorn had any intention of letting fresh prey escape.

The Celestial Devourer widened its maw. A silent suction rippled outward, pinning the robed cultivators where they stood as though space itself had turned to glass.

Beside it, the young fire unicorn reared back, mane blazing. A fountain of vermilion fire curled across the trapped men, armor and screams melting together in a single searing note.

When the last embers faded, Celestial Devourer padded forward, swallowed the charred survivors whole, and licked its chops as if finishing a bowl of milk.

It gave a satisfied burp. Golden motes shimmered across its fur, each spark brighter than the last. The young fire unicorn cantered around its friend in dizzy circles, leaving rings of harmless flame that winked out like playful fireflies.

Moments later, the pair trotted back to the base of Pentacarna Tower, pouncing on shadows and tails with the carefree joy of pups, the recent carnage already forgotten.

Deep inside Pentacarna Tower, Jared and Flaxseed remained cross-legged, eyes closed, unaware of the mayhem outside. Here, time drifted differently—one year in the world beyond stretched into a full century within these ancient walls. Under that gentled current, the two men sank farther into meditation, every heartbeat a quiet universe of its own.

Jared sat upright, hands joined, while dense celestial vapor coiled around him like silver silk. Piles of luminous celestial gems—loot from the Sixth Hall's treasury—pulsed at his feet, releasing streams of pure essence that poured into his meridians.

Inside his elixir field, that essence churned like a boiling sea, each surge testing the limits of flesh and spirit.

Boom! The sound was soft yet absolute, a muted thunder rolling through marrow and stone.

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