A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6155

the Fourteenth Firmament, Summit of the Sky.

The Grand Basilica of the Celestial Palace floated above the sea of clouds high in the heavens.'

It towered there like a celestial palace, giving off a kind of majesty that made all living things look up.

This place stood far away from the noise of the mortal world.'

The astral wind there howled sharp as blades. Ordinary cultivators couldn't even think about setting foot here. If they got too close, the wind alone would tear their souls apart.

Only the Celestial Palace's powerhouses, backed by deep cultivation, could move freely through this place.

And this Grand Basilica was the most imposing structure in the entire Fourteenth Firmament.'

It was the residence of Godric, the ruler of the Celestial Palace, and the true core of the Celestial Palace's power.

The whole complex sprawled on a massive scale, stretching for miles, and every part of it was built from white skycrystal that had been nurtured for a thousand years.

Every piece of skycrystal had been polished by countless master craftsmen until it was smooth as a mirror and soft with that warm, jade-like sheen.

Its surface was carved all over with dense elder runes.'

As the runes shifted, they gave off a faint golden glow and formed an invisible warding veil around the palace.

That veil could keep out invading enemies, and it could also gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish the cultivators inside.

Under the noon sun, the skycrystal threw back a dazzling blaze of light.'

It shone against the sea of clouds until the whole place looked like a heavenly palace forged from stars, sacred and untouchable.

At the center of the complex stood an even grander great hall.

This was the core of the Grand Basilica, the place where Godric handled the affairs of his people and summoned the Elders.

But at that moment, the air inside the Empyrean Hall had turned so heavy it almost seemed ready to drip.

A crushing weight hung in the air, like a storm just about to break.

The hall was silent.'

Now and then, the howl of the gale outside slipped in from beyond the doors and made the whole place feel even more grim.

On the main seat of the Empyrean Hall, Hall Master Godric sat upright.

He had a straight, imposing frame and wore a long robe embroidered in gold with dragons.'

Across the robe, golden threads outlined lifelike Five-Clawed Golden Dragons, every scale sharp and clear. Under the spiritual light in the hall, they flashed with a cold gleam that made his supreme status impossible to miss.

Godric's face was severe.'

His swordlike brows were drawn tight, his nose stood high, and his thin lips looked sharp as a blade. Around him spread the terrifying pressure of the True Immortal Realm, Second Order.

That pressure pressed down on every person there like a towering mountain, so heavy that even breathing became difficult.

Whenever his eyes opened and narrowed, a sharp light flashed through them, as if he could see straight into a person's heart and strip every thought bare before him.

Below the main seat, more than a dozen Celestial Palace Elders stood in neat lines on either side beneath the jade steps.

Every one of them had deep cultivation.'

The weakest among them was at the Top Level High Immortal Realm, and more than a few were True Immortal experts who normally counted as major figures anywhere in the Fourteenth Firmament.

But right then, every last one of them stood with a grave look, brows knotted, heads lowered, silent as stone.

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