A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6683

Jared looked at the teal-robed cultivator.

His violet eyes stayed still.

"Are you done?"

The man frowned.

"What kind of attitude is that? You are a Golden Immortal Level Two human cultivator. You stand before tens of thousands of your own kind, yet you feel no shame? You protect demonic cultivators. That is betrayal."

Jared gave a quiet laugh.

The contempt in it was unmistakable.

"Betrayal? I decide whom I help. As for you, you let the celestials use you as blades for a few golden elixirs, and you still think you have the right to judge me?"

The man's face changed.

"You are beyond saving. Since you insist on standing with them, do not blame us for showing no mercy."

"No mercy?"

Jared's mouth curved faintly. "Do you have that ability?"

He raised one hand.

Black baleful aura flowed from his palm like a dark serpent.

It was pure.

Condensed.

Ancient.

The aura immediately resonated with the demonic energy behind him.

Sigil-bane aura.

The secret art of the Hadad Descent.

The demonic cultivators froze.

They stared at the black aura in Jared's hand, disbelief filling their eyes.

"That is sigil-bane aura..."

"The forbidden secret art of the Hadad Descent. How does he know it?"

"Is he the Hadad Descent's inheritor?"

Jared did not explain.

He lifted his other hand.

Dark-red flame surged from his palm.

It was the color of molten magma, carrying heat that made the air tremble.

This fire was wild, violent, and destructive.

The Inferno Devil Descent's demonic primal flame.

Then golden light gathered around Jared's fist.

It compressed into a blazing glow, like sunlight trapped in his hand.

The power inside it was sacred, but not like celestial divine light. It felt wild and unrestrained.

The Wind Devil's Holy Light Fist.

Three different demonic arts appeared in Jared's hands at the same time.

Each was distinct.

Each was deep.

And they did not conflict at all.

The demonic cultivators fell silent.

Shock turned to awe.

Awe turned to fervor.

A human cultivator who held the secret arts of the Hadad Descent, the Inferno Devil Descent, and the Wind Devil lineage at once.

That meant he had deep ties to the demonic path.

That meant he was not an outsider.

That meant they could trust him.

The human cultivators' expressions grew ugly.

They had thought Jared was simply a human traitor protecting demonic cultivators.

They had not expected him to know so many demonic secret arts.

Even worse, none of those arts looked shallow.

They were not imitations.

Jared withdrew his hands and swept his violet eyes over the surrounding humans.

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