A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6172

"Pfft— pfft— pfft— pfft—"

Four muffled impacts rang out almost at the same time.

The four cultivators stiffened in midair, then all dropped together.

Every one of them died on the spot.

Jared lowered his hand.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, his robe stirring in the wind, spotless and untouched.

Then he turned and looked at Evelyn Ashcroft.

Evelyn Ashcroft had gone completely still.

She looked at Jared the way a person would look at a god, her eyes shaking with shock and reverence.

High Immortal Realm Level Three. One move to kill a High Immortal Realm Level Eight. A casual wave to wipe out four High Immortal Realm Level Seven cultivators...

What kind of strength was that?

This was simply... simply not human.

Jared walked up to her, looked at her, and said in an even voice, "Can you still walk?"

Evelyn Ashcroft snapped back to herself.

She nodded hard, then shook her head again. Her voice trembled. "I... I can't. My legs are weak..."

Jared glanced at her, said nothing more, and reached out to help her up.

"Let's go."

His voice stayed flat.

Evelyn Ashcroft leaned against him. The faint warmth coming off him reached her, and tears welled up again.

This time, they were tears of gratitude.

She knew she had run into someone who could change her fate.

Behind them, deep in the forest, five corpses lay scattered across the ground, blood soaking the fallen leaves.

And Jared, with Evelyn Ashcroft beside him, disappeared into the depths of the forest.

Wind howled through the woods, and dead leaves flew everywhere.

Deep in the forest, Jared moved between the towering ancient trees with Evelyn Ashcroft at his side.

After swallowing the antidote draught, the effects of the Bridefire Elixir in her body had been suppressed by more than half.

She was still weak all over, but at least now she could force herself to keep walking.

She stayed close against Jared's side, and every so often she looked up at the cold-faced young man beside her, her gaze tangled with too many things to sort through.

The scene from just now kept replaying in her mind.

That middle-aged man at High Immortal Realm Level Eight hadn't even lasted a single move in front of Jared before his head was crushed apart by one palm strike.

As for the four cultivators at High Immortal Realm Level Seven, Jared had wiped them out with a casual wave of his hand.

That kind of strength. That kind of method...

She had never seen a cultivator this terrifying.

"Young Master Chance," Evelyn Ashcroft said softly, her voice still unsteady.

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