A Man Like None Other

Jared’s form flickered once more, materializing before another soul in a seamless dance of movement.

This unfolded repeatedly, and in the mere span of a heartbeat, those souls engulfed in flames dissipated into nothingness, leaving behind only bewildered silence.

“How… How is this possible?” Keiran’s eyes widened, awash with pure horror.

He struggled to comprehend the inexplicable. How could Jared, a mere Third Level Tribulator, wield such unimaginable power?

He couldn’t grasp the reality of witnessing his meticulously crafted souls, each infused with the ominous essence of demonic fire, being effortlessly snuffed out by a mere Third Level Tribulator.

As Jared nonchalantly obliterated the souls, Keiran felt a wave of panic engulf him. Without hesitation, he bolted toward the horizon, knowing that once he reached home, even the formidable Jared would be rendered powerless against him.

“Hmph, where do you think you’re going?” Jared emitted a disdainful snort, then swiftly gave chase.

When it came to manipulating flames, Jared held an unyielding confidence.

nascence and wielding multiple varieties of demonic fire, he remained unruffled by

a mastery beyond any attainable

effortlessly. In an instant, he closed the gap with Keiran, his presence looming

unleashed a potent force, causing Keiran’s mid-air flight to grind

with fire, don’t you? Well, now you’ll get to experience what it feels like to be scorched…” In the

Boom!

an intense heat enveloped Keiran’s body, its ferocity defying

fire technique practitioner, to be surrounded by flames, the inferno now seemed imbued

from Keiran’s lips as he plummeted from the

the soul back to you!” Keiran’s plea echoed desperately, yet

the hands of a Third Level Tribulator was a spectacle seldom witnessed, an

of his wrist, Jared quelled the flames consuming Keiran in an

was in a disheveled state; gone was his usual poised demeanor

his hand, his voice firm. “Hand it over.” Though Keiran hesitated,