A Man Like None Other

This is it. After this, no matter the outcome, I will relinquish control to the Vermilion Demon Lord.

“Kid, you expect me to step in when you’re already knocking on death’s door? How generous of you. But I must decline. If I unleashed even a fraction of my power in your current state, your body would crumble to dust.” The Vermillion Demon Lord, knowing what Jared was thinking, spoke up.

With no avenue for escape and his adversaries closing in fast, Jared gritted his teeth and made his move.

“Assembly of the Swords!” he roared, slashing his blade through the air with unwavering resolve.

The Dragonslayer Sword hummed with ancient power as Jared unleashed the ultimate skill of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. The void itself seemed to rend open, a jagged tear forming in its fabric as the heavens and earth trembled under the immense force. The ripple of energy was so profound that even cultivators hundreds of kilometers away paused, startled by the disturbance.

From the skies above, countless dazzling sword lights cascaded like a meteor shower, surging toward Milton and Cayan from every direction, leaving them with nowhere to run.

Jared’s body staggered backward under the relentless recoil of the unleashed sword aura. Similarly, Milton and Cayan were forced into retreat, battered by the ceaseless barrage of sword energy. They hastily conjured shield after shield to fend off the attack.

the injuries were fatal, it was shocking that a mere Seventh Level Tribulator could injure

had drained nearly every ounce of strength from his body. He leaned heavily on the Dragonslayer Sword, using it as a crutch to keep himself upright. Blood flowed freely from numerous wounds, staining the ground

not for Jared’s exceptional physique and resilience, the sheer force of that attack might have backfired entirely, leaving him in a far more perilous

a feat born not of confidence, but of sheer desperation. Relying solely on his unwavering resolve to fight to the

and Cayan were injured, their wounds were far from fatal. However, the backlash Jared endured from the strike nearly sent him into unconsciousness. In

Vermilion Demon Lord, Jared’s

Cayan sneered. “We don’t even need to

Milton agreed, his voice cold. “The kid’s reached the end of his rope. But the fact that he managed to withstand our attacks and still hurt us-he’s got enough to

deliberate steps toward Jared. In their eyes, Jared was

Vermilion Demon

let out a sudden, dry

No matter what, he wouldn’t be able to