A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5622

Jared looked up toward the horizon and saw a crevice slowly opening in the void.

A man, completely wrapped in black demonic aura, stepped out.

The appearance of this man made the four silhouettes flinch, and they immediately stepped forward and bowed in unison.

Jared forced himself up from the ground, ignoring the discomfort in his body.

He stared intently at the man, feeling a strong sense of danger coming from him.

This man's strength was clearly greater than that of the four silhouettes. He had to be an expert from the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

The gap between cultivation level was huge, after all.

The man glanced at the lead silhouette's severed arm, his eyes cold. "Useless trash..."

As he spoke, the black demonic aura around him gradually disappeared, revealing a full set of black armor beneath.

The silhouette being scolded did not dare make a sound, lowering his head and trembling all over, clearly terrified of this man.

Only then did the man slowly shift his gaze to Jared, a trace of disdain curling at the corner of his mouth.

Whoosh!

The man suddenly vanished. At the same time, Jared felt the void around him collapse, terrifying pressure pressing down from all sides, as if the void itself was collapsing on him.

He did not dare be careless and quickly swung the Dragonslayer Sword.

The Power of Dragons, the Power of Three, and every ounce of sword intent within him all erupted at once.

This strike would decide whether he lived or died.

Boom!

In an instant, all the aura Jared had unleashed was crushed. He was flung backward, his entire body cracking.

He had almost lost his physical form, his soul nearly leaving his body.

The churning, turbulent sensation inside his body made Jared gag.

What kind of strength does this guy have? How is he so strong?

But facing this man, Jared could not fight back at all.

"Strong, my foot," the Vermilion Demon Lord snorted coldly. "He's just barely entered the Heavenly Immortal Realm. He's picking on you to feel important."

"Just entered the Heavenly Immortal Realm? How is that possible?" Jared asked in confusion.

"You've been fighting those four for half a day," the Vermilion Demon Lord continued. "Did you really think you could keep going forever, without ever tiring? This guy is taking advantage of you, basically a war of attrition. If you were at the top level, he wouldn't be able to suppress you like this."

The Vermilion Demon Lord's explanation gave Jared a surge of confidence.

Gritting his teeth, he pushed himself upright once more.

The man's expression darkened at the sight, his face momentarily clouded.

The one-armed silhouette spoke up, voice trembling, "Elmer, this boy is unusual... and he carries Draconian bloodline."

Elmer's eyes narrowed as he looked Jared over again. "A human-Draconian hybrid," he said, stepping forward. "No wonder..."

The moment he moved, an overwhelming aura surged outward, striking Jared like lightning tearing through the sky.