A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6806

Jared clenched his teeth and drove himself faster still. With every nerve strained and his thoughts fixed on Violet, he poured chaotic force into his legs and pushed his ability to cut through the air to its limit. Urgency and fear filled his eyes.

Closer! Just a little closer!

About 3,300 feet... 2,200... 1,100... 550... 110!

He thrust out his right hand, fingers stretched wide and spiritual energy gathering at their tips. The edge of Violet's purple robe was almost within reach. Only inches separated them.

One instant faster, one inch nearer, and he could catch her, protect her, and pull her from certain death!

But at that critical instant—

Splash!

The helpless figure in purple fell first, plunging into the surface of the Void Sea far below.

A tremendous crash sent an enormous plume of white spray skyward. Waves reared up, seawater churned, and a whirlpool began to form.

In a heartbeat, the surging waves closed over her and settled again.

The vivid purple figure vanished into the vast, icy waters like a fallen star or a flower petal swallowed by the deep. There was nothing left to see.

As the surface gradually calmed, Jared could detect neither a trace of purple nor the faintest remnant of her aura.

"No!"

His heart lurched and his expression darkened. Without hesitating, he plunged headfirst into the depths after her.

Bitterly cold seawater surrounded him, rushing against every limb. Immense pressure squeezed inward from all sides, heavy enough to crush the flesh and bones of an ordinary cultivator.

Gray chaotic force immediately spread around Jared, becoming a firm, gentle protective shield. It kept the icy water and the crushing deep-sea pressure at bay, safeguarding his meridians and body from injury.

He sank rapidly. His exceptionally keen spirit sense expanded in every direction, sweeping the surrounding waters like a finely woven net and searching every current and every trace of spiritual energy.

He found nothing.

The water was clear but restless, filled with crossing undercurrents and mixed spiritual energies. Yet there was no sign of Violet's familiar aura, no lingering energy, not even the faintest movement of her soul.

She seemed to have disappeared completely, as if she had dissolved into the sea itself and had never been there at all.

Jared dived deeper, searched again and again, and swept his spirit sense over the water from the surface to the upper depths and the places where the currents converged. Still he found nothing.

At last, with no choice left, he turned and surged back toward the surface.

Splash!

Water erupted around him as he emerged, his tall figure rising above the restless waves.