A Man Like None Other

At the break of dawn, Jared suddenly realized that something was amiss.

Before them, a terrifying crevice appeared, as if someone had cleaved the very fabric of the universe with a single sword stroke.

On one side of the massive crevice, the howling cold wind whipped around, navigating through every nook and cranny. Countless fragments of space twisted and turned, as though they were ready to reap everything in their path.

The space before everyone’s eyes was distorted, resembling a chaotic void, making it impossible to see anything clearly within it.

A sense of danger permeated the surroundings. Everyone felt their hair stand on end, their hearts filled with tension.

The oppressive feeling that the chaos dimension brought them was simply too intense.

It seemed that when the Ethereal Realm was created by the powerful, they had intentionally made the borders terrifying to prevent anyone from accidentally crossing them.

“Mr. Chance, look over there, quick!”

that moment, Bianca suddenly pointed

snowy landscape across from them, there was a dense cluster of

to be, at the very least, a thousand

so many polar stones. All we need to do is cross over to

side, they

most perilous thing

careful and got sucked in,

Jared hesitated, Vermilion Demon Lord piped up, “Don’t cross over. You won’t be able to. I made this crevice with my sword. I recall some

was slain here, indicating there must have been

from Vermilion Demon Lord. After all,

you? Do you know if there’s any polar stone mine here?” Jared asked

his head. “I can’t recall who killed me, let alone know anything about some polar stones mine. Polar stones, to me, are no different from trash. Why would I

Lord’s words

those who practiced frost techniques. To the immortals

the crevice isn’t

a stone and you’ll see,” Vermilion Demon

picked up a stone and then hurled it with