A Man Like None Other Chapter 6536
Welcome back to another thrilling installment of ‘A Man Like None Other’ as the epic saga continues!
- A millennium-old bronze gate, imbued with ancient Fire God blood, opens for an unprecedented purpose.
- A defeated Heavenly Palace Lord humbles himself, seeking vengeful power from an ancient, formidable will.
- A mysterious youth, master of chaos and Taoist traditions, has profoundly unsettled the Upper Realm’s balance.
Step into a realm where ancient powers stir and a desperate plea echoes through the void.
A millennium-old bronze gate, etched with the blood of ancient Fire Gods, opens for an unexpected purpose.A seemingly defeated Heavenly Palace Lord seeks vengeance, humbling himself before an ancient, powerful will.A mysterious young figure wielding the power of chaos and Taoist traditions has shaken the foundations of the Upper Realm.
Chapter 6536 The Upper Realm Makes a Move.
The void passage behind the bronze door slowly rotated, and the power of space churned silently within it like undercurrents in an abyss.
No sound.
The door has existed for thousands of millennia. Every rune on the door frame was engraved with the blood essence of a mighty being from the ancient lineage of the Fire God, containing the power of laws that connected the two realms.
Each of these holes signifies the rise and fall of the Vulcan lineage in this land.
But this time, it opened the door to help.
As a member of the Fire God lineage, Venerable Tianji knelt before the bronze gate, his forehead pressed against the cold bronze, his posture extremely humble.
He had been the Lord of the Heavenly Palace for tens of thousands of years and was used to being in a higher position than everyone else. It had been a long time since he faced anyone in this way.
But at that moment he knelt down in piety, not out of loyalty to the gods, but out of a desire for revenge.
He was willing to pay any price as long as he could invite powerful figures from the upper realms, as long as he could level the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, and as long as he could tear the purple-eyed youth apart himself.
Deep within the void passage, the ancient will remained silent for a long time.
It was to the extent that Venerable Tianji began to suspect that the other party simply did not care to respond to a defeated general from the lower realm.
The elders behind him also held their breaths, not daring to make a sound.
Then, the will spoke again.
His voice was cold and authoritative, devoid of emotion; every word was like muffled thunder striking from the clouds.
“Why is your cultivation level so low?”
The Heavenly Venerate’s forehead frowned even more. “Your subordinates are incompetent. A terrifying talent has emerged from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, possessing the power of chaos and protected by the traditions of Daoism.”
My subordinate lost his life energy in the battle against him, causing his cultivation to plummet from third rank of the Golden Immortal Realm to first rank. The Divine Abyss Pavilion and Heavenly Saint Palace just stood by and watched his death, and my subordinates were outnumbered, which is why he fell into this state.
“Power of chaos? Daoist sect inheritance?” There was a slight fluctuation in that determined voice, a kind of alertness that had been touched by long-forgotten memories. “Tell me in detail.”
Venerable Tianji took a deep breath, lifted his knees off the ground, and started speaking from the beginning.