A Man Like None Other Chapter 6522

A Man Like None Other Chapter 6522

Welcome, fellow readers, to another thrilling installment of ‘A Man Like None Other’!

Step into a world where protection meets resolve and anticipation hangs in the air.

A solemn vow to protect a city’s future is made.A pivotal journey to a significantly more perilous realm is about to commence.An ancient artifact is activated, revealing a gateway to the unknown.

Chapter 6522 The result is uncertain.

“Elder Qingxuan.”

He stood atop the city walls, looking out over the Free City at night.

The city lights twinkled, and the warm light shone on the street through the windows.

Elder Qingxuan bowed deeply, his white beard fluttering in the evening breeze. “Master Chen, rest assured, I will protect the City of Freedom. As long as I still have a breath, I will not let this city fall again.”

David patted him on the shoulder and said nothing more.

In the side hall, Jiang Xuelan had already changed into a pure white dress.

Her long, jet black hair was only tied with a silver hairpin.

Her face was flushed, her spiritual energy was abundant, and the injuries to her soul had basically healed. He stood by the window, looking at the night sky outside, his eyes full of hope.

Two moons hung high in the sky, one silver and one red, their light filtering through the window and falling on him.

His shadow stretched long and reflected on the wall behind him.

“Are you ready?” David walked into the side hall.

Jiang Xuelan turned around and smiled at him. “Ready.”

His tone was gentle, but firm.

He knew where David was going: Seventeenth Heaven, a place that was a hundred times more dangerous, but also a hundred times more exciting, than Sixteenth Heaven.

He might not be able to provide much help, but at least he would stand by her side.

David took out a silver-white token from his pocket.

The token felt warm in my palm, the nine-tailed fox pattern glowed faintly, and the runes on its back began to flow slowly.

He channeled his spiritual power into it, and silvery white light radiated from it, growing brighter and stronger.

Moments later, a void portal opened above the Free City.

It was a pitch black vortex, within which starlight flickered faintly.

Ancient spatial power surged from the vortex, carrying an aura of vastness and majesty.

The Free City monks stopped what they were doing, looked up to the sky, their eyes filled with awe.

“Let’s go.” David held Jiang Xuelan’s hand.

Her hands were warm, her palms pressed against his, their fingers intertwined tightly.

The two of them leapt into the air, turning into streaks of purple light as they plunged into the void passage.

The vortex slowly shrank, swallowing the purple light.

Then it got smaller, and smaller again, until it finally disappeared into the night sky, leaving only a faint silver light behind, like a few shooting stars.

Elder Qingxuan stood on top of the city wall, looking towards where the void passage disappeared, and remained silent for a long time.

The night wind blew his white beard and hair, and the moonlight lengthened his shadow.

Behind him stretched the brightly lit city of Freedom, from which came the sounds of monks laughing, practicing and singing. The city began to come to life.

“Mr. Chen, be careful,” he said quietly.

Then he turned around and shouted to the cultivators under the city walls, “Keep practicing! Don’t slack off! You guys have to work harder while Master Chen isn’t here!”