A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5913

Boom!

Endless, dark crimson demonic flames erupted from Soul Devourer's palms.

In midair, the flames twisted and warped, forming tens of thousands of ferocious, burning specters wreathed in dark red fire.

These flaming specters were more solid, more terrifying than the vengeful souls before.

They shrieked, carrying the scorching heat that could burn a soul and the chilling cold that corroded life itself.

From every direction, they surged toward Jared like a torrential storm, each spirit locked onto the man's divine soul.

It was as if they would never rest until they had dragged him into a hell of demonic fire.

Even before the attack reached him, the bizarre sensation—an unnatural mix of extreme heat and soul-freezing cold—already enveloped the space around Jared completely.

He drew a deep breath, his eyes instantly sharpening like a hawk's.

He no longer held back. His chaotic celestial energy surged and roared through his body at unprecedented speed.

The Golden Dragon Bloodline in his elixir field swiftly let out an exalted dragon's roar.

The Earthfire True Scripture had reached the pinnacle of its circulation, and it felt as if a burning sun of crimson-gold raged in his chest.

Three powers, at this moment, were forcibly unified by his will and poured into the Dragonslayer Sword in his hands.

"Chaos as the base, Golden Dragon as the soul, earth fire as the blade... Three extremes as one! Slash!"

With that, the Dragonslayer Sword released a piercing, world-shaking sword cry.

Sword energy, only a few meters wide but condensed beyond description, suddenly erupted.

To everyone's surprise, this sword energy was no longer a single color.

At its core lay a deep gray of primordial chaos, as if containing the raw power of creation itself.

Within the energy beam, the ghostly image of a five-clawed golden dragon coiled and spiraled, issuing a majestic, resounding dragon roar.

It granted unstoppable cutting power and protection that no technique could breach.

On the surface of the sword energy, crimson-gold Earthfire True Flames burned like the most loyal guardians, radiating scorching heat capable of consuming all and purifying evil.

This sword, as it turned out, was the culmination of Jared's three hundred years of training in seclusion, and also the strongest attack he could produce at his current cultivation level.

It was, without a doubt, a perfect unification of skill, strength, will, and all Heavenly Laws.

When the sword struck, even heaven and earth seemed to pale.

The chaotic energy of the abyss froze before this slash.

The sword energy swept through, not with grandiose spectacle, but with an absolute, undeniable force of annihilation.

Hiss!

The sound was no louder than a hot knife through butter, yet as absolute as sunrise.

Legions of soul-eating wraiths, birthed from demonic flames, rushed forward. The instant they touched the tri-colored sword energy, they found no purchase, no fight—only collapse, vapor, and oblivion.

Unslowed, that comet of light ripped across the void, aimed straight at Soul Devourer's body.

At last, terror cracked his mask.

He could not have imagined that one of his mightiest techniques, fused with the demonic flames, would be so effortlessly shattered by Jared.

The instant the sword energy tore toward him, Soul Devourer felt layered forces—chaos, draconic edge, and subterranean fire—stacked like grinding millstones. A chill recognition flickered through his mind: this strike could end him outright.

A roar burst from his throat, half fury, half desperation. "Soul-Devouring Demonic Armor! Protect!"

Clang!

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