A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5130

Clang! Clang! Clang...

The dense barrage pounded against Jared's figure, each impact ringing like a hammer striking solid bronze and sending showers of sparks in every direction.

Yet Jared remained rooted to the spot, utterly unmoved. Not a single scratch marred the golden scales that covered him; every ferocious blow was swallowed as though it had fallen into the sea, completely neutralized by the Golem Body.

“How... how can this be!”

Troynar's pupils shrank to pinpoints, disbelief twisting his features. “So many Level Six and Seven Wandering Immortal Realm cultivators unleashed their full power at once, and they still... still can't even hurt him?”

In that instant Troynar could no longer dismiss the possibility. Perhaps our Barbaric King really was slain by this young man!

Jared had no intention of wasting time on these insects. His gaze turned icy, and he flicked his fingers in rapid succession.

Zing! Zing! Zing!

Several formless blades of sword intent shot forth like bolts of lightning, even sharper than the strike that had dispatched Wyler earlier.

Those Barbarian warriors charging at the very front never even managed a scream. Heads separated from necks in an instant, rolling across the ground while savage expressions still froze their faces.

“Is... is that sword intent?”

The Second Elder, his beard and hair bristling in panic, gasped, “Such terrifying sword intent... even a cultivator at the Top Level Wandering Immortal Realm might fall short of this!”

Troynar's face turned ashen. At last, he realized that the seemingly youthful man before them was a terrifying existence far beyond their reach.

He had slain Orestes, and in the blink of an eye, had annihilated several Wandering Immortal Realm experts. Such strength had clearly surpassed the Wandering Immortal Realm and stepped into the Earthly Immortal Realm!

And to reach that realm at such a young age—this was simply absurd!

“Retreat! Fall back, quickly!” Troynar screamed, desperate to order his clansmen away.

But Jared had no intention of giving them that chance.

His figure blurred, ghost-like, and in the very next heartbeat, he appeared directly in front of Troynar.

Troynar's eyes contracted; he reflexively summoned the Barbaric Clan's treasure—a black shield etched with ancient totems and exuding a weighty, time-worn aura. It was the famed Barbarian Guardian Shield, said to be capable of withstanding a full-force blow from a Top Level Wandering Immortal Realm cultivator.

Boom!

Jared still did not draw the Dragonslayer Sword; he simply threw a casual punch.

Crack! In an instant, the so-called indestructible shield spread with spider-web fractures, and a heartbeat later, it exploded into countless fragments with a thunderous bang!

Pfft...

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