A Man Like None Other

The Skywolf Sect members hesitated to make any abrupt movements within the white mist as the boundary between reality and illusion became increasingly blurred for them.

“Kyan, you need to figure out a solution. None of us dares to move,” someone shouted anxiously.

“Yeah, I’m afraid to make any moves. There’s someone in front of me, but I’m not sure if it’s a hallucination.” “Who’s attacking me! Are you blind?” “Sorry, I thought it was just an illusion.” “I can’t see anything! The mist is too thick…” The Skywolf Sect members started clamoring, causing Kyan to furrow his brow.

He realized that he needed to dispel the mist first. Otherwise, they would remain trapped.

With a cold glint in his eyes, Kyan took out a delicately crafted small gourd from his pocket. This gourd was adorned with a peculiar flower engraving.

He clapped his hands and chanted an incantation, causing the small gourd to emit a radiant light and expand in size.

Kyan opened it. A vigorous suction force emerged, swiftly pulling in the surrounding

Gourd. Otherwise, we would be stuck here!” Kyan snorted, watching the gourd radiate divine light as it sucked in everything around

the Skywolf Sect members realized they had been wandering around the edges, and several

of meters away stood a cultivator emitting the aura of a Sixth Level Tribulator. Following that, Kyan shifted his gaze to Jared and Rosetta. As they were new

Jared and Rosetta were just followers and that

ground. They must be divine

the opponent remains indifferent, they must be prepared. We can’t act recklessly,” Kyan cautioned

resulting in the death of several of their members. Now, caution was necessary. Since their opponents weren’t reacting to

Skywolf Sect don’t want to be enemies with you. Please don’t misunderstand.” Kyan took a few steps forward, addressing

Level Tribulator cultivator remained motionless, not uttering a word. He seemed like a puppet. Yet, his aura