The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5056

A flicker of greed—subtle, but unmistakable—glinted in the eyes of the enigmatic old man. He let out a low chuckle. “Good, good...”

With a sweeping motion of his sleeve, reality twisted. In the blink of an eye, Jared was hurled into the chaos dimension.

The old man followed, grinning, eyes fixed on Jared. “You possess remarkable potential, young man. I can help you ascend to the earthly immortal realm.”

Jared pretended to be excited. “Thank you, sir!”

The elder raised his hand and rested it lightly atop Jared's head. Instantly, a gentle glow enveloped Jared's body, soothing and radiant. “Now, let me elevate your cultivation.”

But in the very next breath, the old man's voice turned cold, cruel. His hand contorted, morphing into a swirling black vortex that began draining Jared's life force with terrifying speed.

He thought he had won. Until—

“Focus Technique!” Jared's eyes snapped open, blazing with power. His spiritual core ignited, and the Focus Technique surged forth—turning the tide. The devouring reversed, siphoning energy from the elder in a sudden, violent backlash.

“What?” The elder recoiled, startled. He tried to pull his hand back—but it was too late. His spiritual form was locked in place, unable to move.

“You old fox,” Jared sneered, eyes cold. “You might fool others, but not me. Offering a power boost just to siphon off their life force? Planning to resurrect yourself by stealing their bodies, aren't you?”

The elder's eyes widened in horror. “You... How do you know this ancient celestial technique?” His form began to tremble, the confidence draining from his voice.

Jared's gaze sharpened, icy and resolute. “What a pity. You picked the wrong prey. Your cultivation is mine now!”

Boom!

Without warning, the Focus Technique surged again, an unstoppable tide of devouring energy. The elder's spiritual form withered before Jared's eyes, shrinking and unraveling at a terrifying pace.

“No!” the elder shrieked, his voice echoing in the void. Then, with a final, chilling cry, his spirit shattered completely, dissolving into pure energy that rushed into Jared's body like a tidal wave.

Power surged through him. In the blink of an eye, Jared's cultivation leapt forward to the Wandering Immortal Realm, Level Three.

He was overjoyed, the aura around him now sharp and unshakable. There was no longer any need to hold back. If Aziel dared utter even a single word out of line now, Jared would be more than ready to put him in his place.

At Level Three of the Wandering Immortal Realm, even a Level Eight opponent was no longer beyond reach.

When Jared emerged alone from the chaos dimension, a tense silence fell over the group. All eyes turned to him in disbelief.