A Man Like None Other

Hyrum was gripped by fear. He had come to the staggering realization that he was outclassed by Jared in both strength and mastery of poison. If this drags on, I won’t be able to save myself, much less kill him!

Glancing at Xanthus, he observed the intense battle between Xanthus and Misho. The two were evenly matched, both being Sixth Level Tribulators. Hyrum estimated that it would take some time before a clear victor emerged.

Meanwhile, his subordinates were struggling in combat with the other cultivators.

The unity among this group of cultivators caught him off guard. His previous ambushes on human cultivators had always succeeded because most would selfishly flee when faced with a group confrontation.

However, it seemed things had turned south this time.

ears. The prospect of these silver tigers joining the fray made any hope of escape seem

retreat immediately!” Hyrum

option was

team to include a Sixth Level Tribulator expert like Misho. The idea of a tactical withdrawal crossed

killing Jared is no longer feasible, conserving our strength takes

to fight. Hyrum, in particular,

advanced. His figure blurred as he

easily shake off Jared. However, he soon realized that, regardless of his efforts to escape, Jared stuck to him like a persistent

me? It wasn’t my intention to kill you. Besides, we’re both alchemists. Can’t you let

plan has failed,

afraid of you, kid. I just don’t want to reveal too much of my skills. Since you’re so insistent, don’t blame me for being ruthless!” Hyrum came to a sudden stop. Jared