A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5405

"I... lost." The words left Leonel's lips with difficulty. He closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

But the strike he expected never landed.

Melvin pulled back his hand and said calmly, "I won't kill you. Go back and tell your people. Don't overestimate yourselves."

Leonel's eyes flew open, staring at him in disbelief.

He never thought Melvin would spare him, and for a moment, he just froze on the spot.

"Still not leaving?" Melvin's voice carried a trace of impatience.

That snapped Leonel out of it. He hurried to pick up the fallen Blaze Sword and stumbled back toward his cultivator ranks.

With his head down, he did not dare meet anyone's eyes. His face was full of shame.

Halfway up the mountain, the cultivators fell into silence. The cheers from moments ago had vanished, replaced by heavy fear.

Even Leonel, ranked third on the Martial Rankings, had been utterly defeated by a soul. It made everyone realize that the strength of a demonic soul was far beyond what they had imagined.

"How could this happen? Leonel actually lost..." someone muttered, their voice filled with despair.

"Melvin is too strong. Blades can't even touch a soul. What are we supposed to do?"

"Do we really have to hand over the Ritual Manual and leave level six?"

Aurelius's face grew dark. He looked at Melvin standing calmly in the center of the battlefield, then at the silent crowd beside him, and a wave of helplessness rose in his chest.

He knew sending more people would be useless. Yet he could not accept admitting defeat like this. The people of Celestia City were still waiting for him to avenge them, and the lives of those on level six still needed his protection.

Melvin stood alone on the battlefield, his black robe swaying lightly in the mountain wind, soul mist curling around him. His cold gaze swept across the cultivators on the mountainside.

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