A Man Like None Other

At the break of dawn, Jared suddenly realized that something was amiss.

Before them, a terrifying crevice appeared, as if someone had cleaved the very fabric of the universe with a single sword stroke.

On one side of the massive crevice, the howling cold wind whipped around, navigating through every nook and cranny. Countless fragments of space twisted and turned, as though they were ready to reap everything in their path.

The space before everyone’s eyes was distorted, resembling a chaotic void, making it impossible to see anything clearly within it.

A sense of danger permeated the surroundings. Everyone felt their hair stand on end, their hearts filled with tension.

The oppressive feeling that the chaos dimension brought them was simply too intense.

It seemed that when the Ethereal Realm was created by the powerful, they had intentionally made the borders terrifying to prevent anyone from accidentally crossing them.

“Mr. Chance, look over there, quick!”

moment, Bianca suddenly

landscape across from them, there was a dense cluster of polar stones

to be, at the very

at the not-so-wide crevice. “There are so many polar stones. All we need

other side, they

thing

got sucked in, it would be

I made this crevice with my sword. I recall some memories

here, indicating

would be reasonable to say that this crevice was created by a single strike from Vermilion Demon Lord. After all, he was a demon lord and this level of power was

you remember anything else? Do you know who tried to kill you? Do you know if

recall who killed me, let alone know anything about some polar stones mine. Polar stones, to me, are no different from trash. Why would I pay attention to

Demon Lord’s words

techniques. To the immortals

the crevice isn’t even wide?” Jared turned

a stone and you’ll see,” Vermilion Demon

then hurled it with all his might toward