A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6055

"Afraid of what?"

Such an oath bound the spiritual heart itself; breaking it would shatter the cultivator’s very foundation.

In plain terms, one day outside meant ten days in the secret realm—and inside the tower, that became several years.

"Now a prodigy who sliced down the Five Venerables of the Divine Punishment Hall finally stands before us—this is the gift fate has been hoarding!"

"The celestial rule looks unshakable, yet cracks run all through it; one spark will set the prairie ablaze!"

"Jared, this old man will not demand that you clash head-on with the celestials today."

"I ask only this: when the day comes that you wield enough strength, you must seek justice for the Ghost Clan and every race crushed beneath celestial boots!"

"I swear upon my very soul: until the celestials lie in ruins, I shall not rest. Should I falter, let my spirit be destroyed and never know rebirth!"

Chaotic force roared through his meridians.

Above his head the energy gathered into a dim gray sigil, then plunged between his brows like a falling comet.

Such an oath bound the spiritual heart itself; breaking it would shatter the cultivator’s very foundation.

The Great Elder’s aged face warmed with fierce pride.

"Good! Good! I knew I had not misjudged you!"

He descended the dais in steady strides and drew a pitch-black jade slip from his sleeve.

"This is the upper half of the Nether Codex, the supreme scripture of our Ghost Clan."

"You are not of the Ghost Clan, yet the understanding of nether principles recorded here may well illuminate your pursuit of the Chaos Grand Path."

Jared accepted the jade slip with both hands.

A sweep of divine sense sent torrents of intricate glyphs flooding his mind, and his pulse skipped in disbelief.

No wonder the Nether Codex stood at the apex of Ghost Clan lore; its layered exposition of the nether path echoed his own comprehension of chaos, yet opened corridors he had never imagined.

"Many thanks, Great Elder." His voice carried unfeigned gratitude.

The Great Elder waved the courtesy away.

"Think nothing of it. Whether you reach the High Immortal Realm depends on your own fortune."

He paused, then lowered his voice.

"Deep within Nether City lies the Nether Secret Realm, forged by ancient Ghost sages. Its nether aura is purer than anything outside, and time within flows swifter. You may retreat there for your breakthrough."

Jared’s eyes lit up. "Time acceleration?"

"Ten days inside equals only one outside," Elder Gloam confirmed.

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