A Man Like None Other

After two days and nights of flying, Jared began to feel a hint of fatigue.

He descended to the ground to replenish his spiritual energy.

Thankfully, with an abundance of resources at his disposal, he wasn’t worried about consuming them.

After restoring his energy, Jared took out the map and studied it closely.

“According to this, I should be in the circled area already, but nothing around here seems different,” he muttered, glancing around.

The dense forest stretched in all directions, filled with the continuous roars of beasts.

It appeared no different from other areas of Demonia Mountain.

Jared leaped into the air again, flying forward.

What Jared didn’t notice was the faint, almost imperceptible barrier in the void ahead. It blended seamlessly with the surroundings, making it invisible to the naked eye.

through the barrier without

the moment he crossed it, Jared suddenly felt himself plummet. The environment around him transformed

know what he had inadvertently

no matter how far back he moved, the surroundings remained

stopped, stabilizing himself and steadying his breath. He

shrouded in a grayish haze, with no reference

discern any direction and had no idea

Nethersky Eye. Otherwise, I

his

the Nethersky Eye, Jared scanned

he couldn’t make out anything. The space remained shrouded in gray haze,

place? Why can’t I see anything?” Jared muttered, using the Nethersky Eye to

perhaps even a demon beast-but his spiritual

space contained nothing but Jared himself, like the primordial chaos at the dawn of creation, where heaven and earth

calm himself, Jared chose

sounds he could hear were his own footsteps and the steady