A Man Like None Other

The entire Ethereal Realm shuddered in response.

The once clear sky darkened in an instant, ink-black clouds coiling like serpents, devouring the last traces of light.

The mountains groaned, rivers swelled, and the earth itself split apart. Jagged fissures tore through the land, gaping like the fanged maw of some monstrous beast, stretching in all directions.

Then came the wind, a violent, howling force that swept through the land, tearing up sand and foliage, shrieking like a chorus of restless spirits.

Panic seized the creatures of the forest. Birds took to the sky in frantic swarms, beasts bolted through the undergrowth, all fleeing as if from an impending apocalypse.

“What… What’s happening?” Kishor’s eyes widened in shock as watched the earth-shattering changes unfold before him. His voice trembled involuntarily, unable to mask his unease.

Ararat’s brow furrowed, his gaze locked onto the documentation device in Jared‘s hand.

His voice was grave. “It has to be that device. It’s the source of this disturbance… There’s a secret hidden within it…”

of the Heaven and Earth Array. Jared is triggering it. Once it fully reveals itself, we’ll finally be

words sank in,

They had longed for nothing more than to return home. And now, that possibility

absorbed in

consciousness, ancient and enigmatic visions flickered like lanterns in the night. He bore witness to the birth of mountains and rivers, their endless transformations over time. He saw the celestial bodies tracing their eternal orbits, the stars waltzing through the cosmos. He glimpsed the rise and fall of countless beings, caught in the unending

were nearly imperceptible threads, delicate yet indomitable. They intertwined like the veins of existence itself,

awareness expanded. He no longer felt like a mere observer. His consciousness stretched, dissolving

in every creature, their joys, their fears, each emotion resonating like a distant echo in his soul. And deep within

Heaven and Earth Array was

time… The Heaven and Earth

his forehead slick with sweat, though was too

spiritual sense to its absolute limits, straining to establish a deeper connection with the array before it fully materialized. Only by doing so could they shatter it swiftly and effortlessly when the

Incineration Sect, deep within a hidden chamber, Rudy sat in silent

emanating from the Ethereal Realm. His expression darkened,