A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6808

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Jared wasted no time on greetings. "Kael, where is Chieftain Calder? I have something urgent to discuss with him. Someone's life is at stake. I need to see him immediately!"

Seeing the gravity of his expression, Kael answered quickly. "The chieftain is in the central council hall, directing the rescue efforts and arranging care for the wounded. All our seriously injured people have been brought to the hall's side chambers for treatment. The elders are there helping too!"

"Thank you."

Before the words were fully out of his mouth, Jared shot down the ruined street as a streak of gray light, racing directly toward the council hall with the speed to cover hundreds of miles in an instant.

Gwendolyn, Master Veridian, and the young acolyte hurried after him.

They crossed streets and alleys, passing busy rescue teams and piles of wreckage, and reached the heart of Deepblue City in moments.

The main doors of the council hall stood open. Spiritual energy circulated within, and bright lights filled its chambers with clear radiance.

At the heart of the great hall stood Calder Stillwater, his plain white robe immaculate, his long silver-white hair drifting softly across his shoulders beneath the glow of luminous pearls.

His usually gentle, composed face was now shadowed by exhaustion and grief. Although the aftermath of the disaster weighed heavily on him, his manner remained steady as he gave orders and coordinated the rescue.

Several badly injured Water Clan members lay unconscious on the floor, their auras faint. Water Clan healers and elders gathered around them, carefully channeling water-aspected origin power to stabilize their lives, strengthen their foundations, and mend their wounds.

At the sound of approaching footsteps, Calder raised his eyes. Surprise flashed across their deep, sea-blue depths.

"Mr. Chance? Why have you returned so suddenly? Weren't you going back to the Nether Abyss to eliminate the demonic soul for good?"

"Chieftain, it's urgent. I don't have time to explain everything." Jared hurried forward. "A continent in the Seven-Star Lands suddenly collapsed. The landscape overturned as the continent broke apart. I was flying high above when I saw the shock wave strike a friend of mine. She was badly hurt, lost consciousness, and fell into the Void Sea, roughly 3,100 miles north of Deepblue City."

"She's alone down there, unconscious and defenseless. The deep-sea currents are fierce, sea beasts are everywhere, and the danger is impossible to predict. Every moment she remains in the water puts her in greater peril."

Jared looked at Calder earnestly. "I'm asking you to send your strongest people and those who know the waters best to search the northern sea. Please help me find her and bring her back as quickly as possible!"

Calder's expression grew grave. Recognizing the danger at once, he questioned Jared. "Describe your friend. Her face, clothing, cultivation level—anything that might help us identify her. Tell me exactly where she fell and the approximate area we need to search."

"She's wearing a purple robe. She's exceptionally beautiful, with an aloof, otherworldly bearing and deep violet eyes. Her eyes are the clearest distinguishing feature," Jared replied at once.

"Her cultivation is extremely high. Normally, a faint violet celestial radiance surrounds her. Her power comes from the orthodox Aureate Way, quite unlike the aura of an ordinary wandering cultivator."

"She fell in the waters about 9,300 miles north of Deepblue City. The shock wave knocked her from the sky as the disaster began. I suspect the currents swept her into one of the nearby trenches, underwater channels, or hidden realms."