A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5752

Soul-Search Technique. The memories hidden in these remnants may be broken, even dangerous, but they are the quickest path to the sect's truth. If it leads me to the Soul Devourer, the risk is worth it.

Without another heartbeat of hesitation, Jared's fingers wove an ancient, labyrinthine seal.

Invisible tendrils of spiritual soul force lashed outward, wrapping the drifting fragments of consciousness, ready to tear their secrets free.

His awareness had only brushed the first sliver of a soul when—

Change struck like a silent scream.

An icy, limitless will—vast as the star-strewn void and twice as cruel—punched through space itself, ignoring every boundary of distance. It brimmed with slaughter, indifference, and the arrogance of something that viewed all life as dust.

Daylight dimmed. The sky itself seemed to recoil.

Above Jared's crown, a hand of purest soul energy coalesced—colossal, formless, yet detailed down to every spectral fingerprint.

It blotted out the heavens, forged from a billion wailing spirits pressed into one tyrannical palm. The laws of the world quivered. Space twisted and cracked.

The hand performed no flourish. It simply began to descend—slow, final, irresistible—intent on crushing everything within thirty yards.

Before it touched earth, its pressure smashed into Jared's heart and spirit like a mountain range of iron. Breath vanished. Blood thickened. Bones groaned. Even his thoughts slowed to a crawl. Life itself was being ground beneath a higher existence.

Only one who had reached at least Heavenly Immortal Realm Level Seven—or worse—could wield such might.

This is a top elder of the Infinite Soul Demon Sect, he realized, terror crashing through him. They seeded a retaliation seal inside every disciple's soul!

Panic roared through his veins. If that spectral hand landed, Jared knew he would be erased, body and soul, without a trace.

Run. I have to run—now!

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