A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5415

"Can't find me now?"

The taunt drifted from directly behind him, smooth as a needle sliding under skin.

Oronin whirled. The demonic sword stabbed backward—striking nothing but wind.

A bar of golden light slammed side-on into his back with skull-rattling force.

Blood burst from his lips; he staggered forward, boots scraping shattered stone.

Jared was already there. Fists sheathed in molten gold hammered toward every vital point, a tide no shield could stem.

Driven back step by step, Oronin poured demonic aura into a ragged, failing guard.

His uncanny spatial sense could no longer tag Jared's location. Blow after blow landed unchecked.

"I refuse to believe this!"

Roaring, Oronin slammed both palms against the earth. "Space Collapse!" A sphere dozens of yards wide twisted and shrank, grinding cliffs and boulders to powder in its tightening maw.

Gasps rippled through the cultivator ranks; Infinides already tensed to intervene.

Yet Jared stood at the epicenter like a man beneath gentle snowfall, utterly unruffled. He raised his right hand; a thin gray sheen unfurled across his palm.

"What power is that?"

Aurelius frowned; even his vast experience held no match for that ghost-colored aura.

An instant before the crushing space touched Jared, the gray glow erupted, spreading outward—silent, cold, inexorable.

The buckling battlefield slowed, as though time itself drew a ponderous breath. Shattered rock reversed its ruin, shards re-seating into whole slabs before stunned eyes.

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