The Man's Decree (Favo novel) novel Chapter 5731

Jared thumped his chest once, bold as dawn. "Open those mongrel eyes wide. I'm standing right here. You promised to peel my spirit, to burn me—well, come collect!"

"I'll face you with nothing but Human Immortal Realm Level Six cultivation—and one hand tied if that helps your pride. Should I so much as frown, I'll gladly take your name as my own."

The brag rattled even the Draconians; scales clinked as they exchanged uncertain looks, while behind them, Soul Devourer's fury rose like a blood moon over ruin.

Coall edged closer, his rough whisper trembling over the torn flagstones. "Mr. Chance—aren't you pushing confidence a touch too far?"

After all, the creature across from them was a relic of the abyss, an ancient terror that had brooded for tens of thousands of silent, murderous years.

"Excellent—splendid—how deliciously foolish!" The Soul Devourer let out a laugh that scraped like talons across slate. "Since you are so hungry for death, allow me to serve it to you myself."

"All of you, attack together if you wish. By day's end you will learn what it means to insult a sovereign of the heavens."

In that moment, the fiend vowed to break Jared cell by cell, savoring every scream until his own rage cooled.

Jared lifted a hand, stopping Coall and the warriors who bristled for action behind him. "Hold the formation and steady the field. One toothless cur is hardly worth a crowd, and I'm more than enough to cage it."

He rolled his neck—the joints popped like splitting timber—then called the Dragonslayer Sword into his palm. The blade answered with a low metallic hum as he pointed its tip at the dark throne. "Come on, old mutt. Die where you stand!"

Power raged through him in bright, unchecked rivers. His aura shot skyward, a banner of raw intent. Inside, strength hammered against his veins—he felt as though a single punch might shatter stars.

With chaos energy, woven Heavenly Laws, and hidden cards yet unplayed, he believed he could overstep realms and break this soul remnant with ease.

"Ignorant whelp! I will show you the weight of a celestial lord's power!" the Soul Devourer roared.

The skeletal throne exploded behind him. His condensed soul twisted into a black torrent that split the sky, dragging with it the hatred of the entire Soulgrave Abyss and sweeping toward Jared like a tide meant to erase worlds.

"Perfect timing! Five Elements Sword Domain, open! Time Deceleration!"

Jared's shout rang like steel on steel as he hurled himself into the oncoming night.

Soul Devourer's tide of soul energy felt bottomless, an ink-dark ocean that only grew deeper the longer Jared stared into it. He wielded that power with the ease of a concert maestro. Every ripple, every current, every unseen undertow responded to his slightest whim.

Jared's sword light—brilliant arcs drawn from the Five Elements Sword Domain—kept scoring the phantom physical body in front of him, yet each cut merely shaved off a wisp of gloom that the surrounding sea of resentment refilled in a heartbeat.

Not even attacks aimed solely at the soul could touch the monster. Soul Devourer swallowed such assaults the way wildfire swallows dry grass, turning them into more of his own strength.

What unsettled Jared most was the man's experience. Soul Devourer anticipated every feint, every hidden rhythm, slipping aside with insulting economy while looking for the one seam in Jared's Heavenly Law he had not yet patched.

When the counterblows came, they were plain, almost lazy swats—yet each one probed a soft spot in Jared's divine soul, a hairline crack in the law weave he relied on for balance.

Boom!

The next collision rattled the heavens. Jared's Five Elements Sword Domain shuddered like stained glass struck by a war-hammer, its multicolored lattice veining with spider cracks that promised to burst at any second.