A Man Like None Other

At the break of dawn, Jared suddenly realized that something was amiss.

Before them, a terrifying crevice appeared, as if someone had cleaved the very fabric of the universe with a single sword stroke.

On one side of the massive crevice, the howling cold wind whipped around, navigating through every nook and cranny. Countless fragments of space twisted and turned, as though they were ready to reap everything in their path.

The space before everyone’s eyes was distorted, resembling a chaotic void, making it impossible to see anything clearly within it.

A sense of danger permeated the surroundings. Everyone felt their hair stand on end, their hearts filled with tension.

The oppressive feeling that the chaos dimension brought them was simply too intense.

It seemed that when the Ethereal Realm was created by the powerful, they had intentionally made the borders terrifying to prevent anyone from accidentally crossing them.

Chance, look over there, quick!” At that moment,

snowy landscape across from them, there was a dense cluster of polar

to be, at the very least,

“There are so many polar stones. All we need to do is cross over to get them.” Although they

the most perilous thing was the distorted,

and got sucked in, it would be

Vermilion Demon Lord piped up, “Don’t cross over. You won’t be able to. I made this crevice with my sword. I recall some memories of fighting here. Perhaps even my remains could be buried somewhere around here.” Vermilion Demon Lord was slain here, indicating there must have

crevice was created by a single strike from Vermilion Demon Lord. After all, he

you remember anything else? Do you know who tried to kill you? Do you know if there’s any polar stone mine here?” Jared

Polar stones, to me, are no different from trash. Why would

who practiced frost techniques. To the immortals

through when the crevice isn’t even wide?” Jared turned to