A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6244

At the summit of Saintlight Peak, the Basilica Hall rose in grand splendor, gleaming with gold and jade.

Aurelius, the Lord of the Basilica, sat at the center in a pure white holy robe. His face was handsome, his bearing refined. One hand idly turned a jade slip filled with the aura of holy radiance, and his expression looked calm, almost leisurely.

Below him, the scout who had rushed back from the Demon Marches was covered in dust, his clothes in disarray.

His body still would not stop shaking. His face had gone stark white. He knelt in the middle of the great hall with his forehead pressed tight to the floor, and when he opened his mouth, his voice shook so badly he could barely get the words out.

Aurelius slowly set down the jade slip and looked at the trembling scout below him.

His brows drew together a little. "You followed Godric the whole way. Why are you in such a state? Did something happen? Tell me slowly. There's no need to lose yourself."

The scout swallowed hard and forced the dread down, but his voice still shook as he reported everything he had seen in front of the Demon Dragon Hall in exact detail, one word at a time.

"Hall... Hall Master, I saw it with my own eyes. I wouldn't dare lie by even half a sentence!

"Godric led more than two hundred surviving disciples of the Celestial Palace into the Demon Marches to seek refuge with the Demon Dragon Lineage. Demon Dragon Chieftain Darian had already agreed to take them in.

"But right then, that black-clad young man named Skylar suddenly appeared, and then... then he just flicked his hand and released a mass of black hellfire. Godric and all those two hundred-plus people were burned to death on the spot!

"Not even bones were left. Not even a shred of the spirit. They were completely reduced to ash!"

By the time he reached that point, the scout's voice was shaking even harder.

"Godric was a True Immortal Realm Level Two expert, Hall Master. In front of Skylar, he didn't even get a single chance to fight back. His screaming didn't even last long before it was over!

"That black hellfire was too terrifying. It's not something we can stand against!"

The calm on Aurelius's face vanished at once.

His brows locked tight, and his expression turned grave.

Aurelius slowly rose to his feet.

"What did you just say? One fire. That was all it took to burn Godric, a True Immortal Realm Level Two cultivator, and more than 200 disciples to death? Instantly? And they couldn't even fight back?"

"Yes! I swear on my life every word is true! I saw it with my own eyes. I wouldn't dare hide a single thing!"

The scout hurriedly knocked his head against the floor, his voice firm.

Aurelius slowly walked down from the steps and stopped in the middle of the great hall with his hands behind his back.

He said nothing.

The pressure around him kept sinking, heavier by the moment.

He had already learned from the battle in Cloudhaven City that Skylar was powerful and not someone to take lightly.

Even so, he had never imagined Skylar could be this powerful.

A True Immortal Realm Level Two cultivator like Godric had been no different from an ant in front of him.

Skylar had erased him with a casual wave.

That kind of strength had already gone past anything Aurelius understood.

Aurelius himself was a True Immortal.

His cultivation was a little higher than Godric's, but only by so much.

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