A Man Like None Other

Jared noticed Bernard’s concern and quickly reassured him, “Please, don’t misunderstand. I’m only stepping away for a short while. I’ve left Prince Cedric with a communication device -should anything happen to Allardland, I’ll return immediately.”

A sense of relief washed over Bernard, and he nodded in response.

However, Bernard couldn’t help but feel a pang of irony. Allardland, once nearly the greatest power in the Ethereal Realm, now found itself depending on the protection of Jared, a mere Seventh Level Tribulator.

It was a stark contrast, yet the reality remained undeniable-Jared’s power, bolstered by the forces behind him, was unparalleled.

Jared made his departure, accompanied by Cloud.

The two of them boarded the airship, setting course for the Divine Smithing Sect at Greenoxen Peak. Jared had one clear objective: to fully restore the Dragonslayer Sword and free Zelda from its confines. Once the sword was whole again and Zelda could separate from its blade, Jared’s power would see a tremendous boost. At that point, he would no longer be fighting alone-Zelda would become a powerful trump card in his arsenal.

Seated within the airship, Jared was deeply engrossed in his cultivation. He knew the journey to the Divine Smithing Sect would take several days, and he intended to use that time to strengthen himself further.

Talcott sat slumped in the main seat, disheveled and drained. Surrounding him were several mid-level leaders of

stood among them. The demonic cultivators of the alliance had suffered devastating losses- nearly

unparalleled. But Talcott, too weary to focus on such matters, simply couldn’t summon the energy to deal with

dealt them a significant blow,” Talcott declared, his voice steady but edged with frustration. “Since we’ve prepared ourselves

that, he casually waved his hand, signaling the

hall. Inside the secret

Talcott dared not show even the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

Celestial Palace. Have you thought about what you’re

I’ve given it some thought,” Talcott replied, his voice respectful. “Although we didn’t manage to take down Allardland this time, your contributions should not

Come with me.” Decanus motioned for Talcott to follow as he stepped forward, leading the way into the swirling black

As they entered, the black void slowly began to fade, and darkness enveloped Talcott’s vision. When he opened his eyes again, he was met with an awe-inspiring sight. Before him stood a grand, black palace, towering