A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5191

The wounded man felt Jared’s faint murderous intent and knew it was no bluff.

“Stand down,” Lunaria ordered, her voice cool as cut crystal yet carrying uncanny force.

His face shifted from green to white, agony buckling his knees, but at Lunaria’s command, he threw Jared a venomous glare and lurched aside, channeling demonic aura into the wound to slow the bleeding.

Only then did Lunaria truly study Jared. Deep violet eyes, vast as a night sky, regarded him with equal wonder and gravity.

Even she had seen only a golden blur before the arm hit the ground.

The man was a Level Two Earthly Immortal, a renowned fighter in Blackshade Demon Palace.

“A Level Six Wandering Immortal with that kind of power—color me impressed,” Lunaria said, her tone unreadable.

“Nothing special,” Jared replied. “I was barely trying.”

To Lunaria, that so-called modesty was pure swagger.

Flaxseed watched, slack-jawed. Only moments ago, he had thought Jared’s slaying of a first-rank earthly immortal impressive, yet within a heartbeat, Jared had sliced the arm of a Level Two Earthly Immortal Realm demonic cultivator. The gulf between them was terrifying.

He tugged gently at Jared’s sleeve and whispered, “That witch looks like trouble. How about we quit while we’re ahead?”

Jared did not turn. He merely swept the forest with a sidelong glance. When Lunaria had appeared, the air itself had buckled—proof of advanced teleportation magecraft. From the mountain’s depths, he now sensed several auras as strong as hers, evidence that Blackshade Demon Palace possessed far more power than the few before them.

“Perhaps we really are dealing with a misunderstanding,” Lunaria said after a brief silence. “Return to the palace with me. I will order an inquiry into your clan. If this peak is truly your ancestral land, we will see that justice is done.”

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