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.

Simultaneously, the distant roars of silver tigers reached Hyrum’s ears. The prospect of these silver tigers joining the fray made any hope of escape seem futile.

Fabrizio, we need to retreat immediately!”

found themselves at a significant disadvantage, and their only option was to withdraw and

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

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

decision was made, the Demonic Cultivators began to pull back while continuing to fight. Hyrum, in particular, discarded all hesitation, desperately racing into the mountain range without a

advanced. His figure blurred as

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

no grudges against each other, so why are you so persistent in pursuing me? It wasn’t my intention to

back!” Hyrum pleaded while running, hoping Jared would relent and

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

much of my skills. Since you’re so insistent, don’t