A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5431

Drawing on the demonic aura he had once absorbed, Jared disguised himself as a Demonic Cultivator. With Aurelius and Artemis flanking him, he strode toward the gate.

The gate guards studied them, sniffing for treachery. Seeing only a rolling demonic aura, they grunted and stepped aside.

Inside, the devastation was worse. Empty streets echoed. Swaggering Demonic Cultivators walked past. The shops on the roadside were closed. Some windows and doors of the shop were smashed. The inside was empty.

They crept along the deserted avenue until a colossal palace emerged. The palace was once the city lord's mansion. Now, Malevolent Path Hall had occupied the place.

Dozens of Demonic Cultivators holding demonic blades guarded the palace entrance, eyeing the surroundings.

"The cultivators they had captured earlier must be locked up inside." Jared's voice fell to a hush, yet the conviction in it sharpened like steel.

Meanwhile, a Demonic Cultivator stepped through the palace doors, holding a name list and said, "By order of the Soul Devourer, all captives seized today are to be herded to the rear altar. The ritual begins at once."

The black-armored guards saluted, then turned on their heels and marched toward the holding cells, torches snapping in the night air.

Jared, Artemis, and Aurelius traded a single, urgent glance. No words were needed. They slipped after the escort.

Down a stone corridor, they crept until the stink of damp straw and iron chains announced the dungeon. From within came the choked mix of sobs and curses from the cultivators.

A gate groaned open. Guards prodded every weakened cultivator into a shuffling line, forcing them toward the courtyard beyond.

Jared's trio blended in among the guards, their heads bowed, their eyes alert, as they mapped the surroundings.

The courtyard had a massive altar. It was carved with creepy runes. The runes were flashing with black light. Malevolent aura filled the air.

A few cultivators from the Malevolent Path Hall surrounded the altar. They held a talisman and mumbled to themselves, preparing a ritual.

"This is bad," Aurelius hissed, panic flaring across his gaze. "They're starting the ritual!"

Jared inhaled, steadying his pulse, then flicked a quick signal. Artemis and Aurelius nodded. Three hands moved as one.

A sunburst of gold sword energy, a surge of violet spiritual energy, and a lance of pure white radiance exploded outward, scything through the Malevolent Path Hall cultivators.

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