A Man Like None Other

At the bottom of the Holy Pond, Jared was surrounded by a radiant white light, resembling a sacred glow.

A surge of white aura emanated from Jared’s body as the lightning tribulation struck him, but it was immediately repelled by the white aura.

The Savior Stone’s essence, embodied in the aura, had been completely absorbed by Jared. As the aura continued to surge, the water in the Holy Pond appeared to boil, constantly churning and bubbling.

Suddenly, the water in the Holy Pond burst forth, transforming into jets of water shooting in all directions.

This unexpected turn of events caused everyone to retreat. Following the explosion, a figure emerged from the water, soaring out of the Holy Pond.

“Welcome home, Mr. Henningsen,” Russell quickly knelt down in reverence upon seeing the situation.

The rest of the Henningsen family followed suit, kneeling down one after another. Meanwhile, Tyler’s group was fixated on the figure that had emerged from the water.

It was only when the figure levitated in mid-air that Tyler and the others could clearly see his appearance.

“Mr. Chance! It’s Mr. Chance!” Cloud exclaimed with excitement.

Overwhelmed by the moment, they began to cheer, especially Catina, whose eyes were filled with tears of joy.

At that moment, Catina had already developed strong feelings for Jared. She would have given her life for him if she could.

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suspended mid-air, radiating a white glow as if a deity

lightning tribulation struck Jared, yet

Stone was

Jared made his breakthrough, a powerful

Jared easily withstood the lightning tribulation. Russell of the Henningsen

of the Henningsen family

such a formidable lightning tribulation cloud

to reach

the lightning tribulation couldn’t even faze Jared. It was as

oppressive force emitted by the thunderclouds earlier was already unbearable for many, let alone the

Henningsen family stared blankly at Jared, who was suspended in mid-air, unable to comprehend what was

shock, Jared had already completed his baptism by the lightning

cultivation level,

cast a cold gaze upon the Henningsen family members below him, his voice stern

executed by me. Do you still dare to resist? Anyone

struck the hearts of the Henningsen

exclaimed in disbelief, shaking his head vigorously. “Mr. Henningsen is a Ninth Level

Tribulator cultivator, possibly kill him? You must

gave a cold laugh and casually