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.

of these silver tigers joining

to retreat immediately!” Hyrum shouted, swiftly turning

disadvantage, and their only option was to withdraw and bide their time

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

Jared is no longer feasible, conserving our strength takes precedence now. We’ll seek another chance

to fight. Hyrum, in particular, discarded all hesitation, desperately racing into the mountain

advanced. His figure blurred

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

wasn’t my intention to kill you. Besides, we’re both alchemists. Can’t you let me go? Push me too far, and

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

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 also halted,