A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5437

An hour crawled by before the sky split with thunder. One of the Golden Armor Guards descended, flanked by two newcomers whose power rolled ahead of them.

Foremost stood a man in silver armor, a badge on his belt etched with the sigil "Celestial King Palace." He was the commander of the Golden Armor Guards.

"Ms. Dusko summons him to enter the palace."

The silver-armored commander's voice was low as his gaze swept over Jared's injuries, a trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes. To withstand the backlash of the Heavenly Law across two realms with only an Earthly Immortal Realm Level Two cultivation and still survive—such resilience was truly rare.

Two Golden Armor Guards stepped forward, cautiously supporting Jared by his arms and helping him onto a flight device. The flight device transformed into a streak of golden light, speeding toward the horizon.

Jared looked down and saw the grassland below spreading out like a green velvet blanket, with rolling mountains in the distance. The celestial energy was so dense it almost seemed tangible, a world apart from the lifeless darkness of level six. After flying for about two hours, the outline of a magnificent palace gradually emerged from the swirling clouds and mist ahead.

The palace was entirely constructed of white jade, its roof covered with golden glazed tiles that shimmered brilliantly under the sunlight. Countless sacred runes flowed across the palace walls, emanating a majestic aura that suppressed all things.

Surrounding the palace were nine golden pillars of light, piercing straight into the clouds, with Golden Armor Guards faintly visible patrolling among them, their presence imposing and formidable.

"That is the Celestial King Palace."

The Golden Armor Guard beside Jared said with pride, "Since the Ancient Celestial War, the Celestial King Palace is the holy site of level eight. Four people ruled the palace, guarding the legacy."

The flight device settled onto a marble plaza. At its heart towered a statue draped in imperial robes, scepter raised, stone eyes judging every mortal beneath. It was the ancestor of the Celestial King Palace.

Jared's escorts led him past it. Each white-jade flagstone was etched with runes that breathed gentle warmth into his battered flesh, easing the throb of wounds.

Layer upon layer of gilded doors yielded until they halted before Mindful Hall.

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