A Man Like None Other

“Jared, we’ve been walking for so long, and we still haven’t found that elder. This place feels like a maze,” Cameron remarked as he approached Jared. “If we continue like this, we’ll exhaust ourselves completely, and we won’t have a chance to recover our strength.”

Knitting his brows, Jared recalled that he hadn’t fully regained his consciousness when he had arrived at the thatched cottage earlier, and he had been in a daze when he left abruptly. This made the task of finding the hut quite challenging.

Kaison questioned, “Mr. Chance, do you think we might need to use special methods to locate the elder of the Archaic Body Cultivation clan? When you encountered the elder, none of us could see anything, which suggests it might require specific techniques or items to get in touch with the elder.”

Jared pondered carefully. During that encounter, he had possessed the actual key to the treasure, which had enabled him to directly access the thatched cottage and meet the elder.

“Let’s rest for a moment and recover our strength. I think I’ve figured out how to locate the elder,” Jared said to the group. They found a place to rest, taking the opportunity to replenish their energy.

before him, lost in thought. I don’t have the treasure key with me at the moment, so

the case, can I use an illusion spell to recreate the space?” Jared contemplated

toward the void, and the illusion nascence began to

moment he noticed ripples forming in the void where his hands touched, a surge

vortex within the void. Smiling at the sight of the vortex before

of nowhere, “Through this vortex, we should be able to find the elder

moment, numerous cultivators had gathered around, their expressions filled with uncertainty and concern as they gazed at the colossal vortex in

the vortices they had encountered earlier had all been fraught with deadly traps and

subjects to locate the correct vortex. Therefore,