A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6799

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless demonic blades slammed into the chaotic barrier. Deafening explosions shook the entire rift, and violent waves of demonic power burst outward, scattering the dark demonic aura around them.

Yet not a single blade got through. The moment they touched the barrier, they were suppressed, dissolved, shattered, and devoured. They raised not so much as a ripple, much less brushed the hem of Jared's robe.

Chaotic force was the source of all laws, the beginning of every path, and the bane of demonic cultivation.

All darkness, demonic aura, evil power, and baleful energy in existence originated in chaos and would ultimately return to it.

Before the absolute purity of the chaotic origin, the domineering demonic arts with which the demonic soul had terrorized the world were pitifully weak, utterly powerless to resist.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

The demonic soul was seized by panic. Disbelief and terror rang through its voice. "How has your chaotic force reached such purity when your cultivation is only at the Golden Immortal level? How can you command chaos at its very source—and completely suppress my path of darkness?"

"Because yours is a twisted, corrupt demonic path, while mine is the righteous path of primal chaos."

Jared's voice was cold. He slowly raised a hand, and the chaotic force in his palm began to condense, compress, and transform at tremendous speed. "The crooked cannot overcome the upright, nor can evil triumph over good. Such is the order of Heaven and a truth that has endured through the ages."

"You've occupied this rift, thrown the world into turmoil, slaughtered living beings, polluted the seas, and bred catastrophe. Your crimes have accumulated over countless ages. Today, with the righteous power of chaos, I'll slay you, put an end to your evil, remove this threat at its root, and restore peace and clarity to the world!"

The instant he finished speaking, the gray chaotic force gathered into a long, sharp sword, its smooth gray surface imbued with the origin of countless paths.

An ancient, boundless glow of the Great Dao flowed along its blade. It radiated none of the fierce bloodlust of an ordinary weapon, only a profound pressure capable of subduing the heavens, dissolving all evil, and returning everything to its source.

Simply by hovering in the void, the sword brought all the demonic aura in the rift to a standstill.

"No! I refuse to accept this! I am the origin of the path of darkness! I am eternal! You cannot destroy me!"

The demonic soul shrieked wildly. Its mass of light convulsed as it poured its last strength into a thick, dark-purple demonic shield around its true body, desperately trying to hold out.

"Your reign of terror ends today."

Jared narrowed his eyes and flicked a finger.

Hum!

The sword of chaos gave a soft, clear hum and cut through the dark void at astonishing speed. It pierced layer after layer of demonic aura and struck with absolute precision at the deepest, weakest crack in the demonic soul's origin.

That crack was an old, fatal injury left by the repeated suppressions it had suffered throughout the ages. It marked the weakest point of its origin, a flaw it had never been able to repair—and the one place where it could be killed for good.

Shhk!

There was scarcely a sound, but the blow penetrated its very origin.

Without the slightest resistance, the sword passed through the heavy demonic shield and drove straight into the central crack of the soul's true body.

Rumble!

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