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.

reached Hyrum’s ears. The prospect of these silver tigers joining

need to retreat immediately!” Hyrum

themselves at a significant disadvantage, and their only option was to withdraw and

frowned. He hadn’t expected a mere human exploration team to include a Sixth Level Tribulator expert like Misho. The

no longer feasible, conserving our strength takes precedence now. We’ll seek another chance to act in the

fight. Hyrum, in particular, discarded all hesitation,

advanced. His figure blurred as

familiarity with the terrain in Mount Crimson would allow him to easily shake off Jared. However, he soon realized that, regardless of

intention to kill you. Besides, we’re both alchemists. Can’t

Now that your plan has failed, you seek mercy. Do you think you can always get your

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