Chapter 5742

The instant Jared crossed the void passage, a maelstrom of spatial energy slammed into him—wilder, more chaotic than any dimensional tide he had ever dared to ride.

The passage leading toward level ten trembled like a dying vein in the universe. Instead of a calm night, Jared floated inside a whirlpool of chaotic void currents-angled ribbons of color that sliced and tore at his protective immortal aura with a sound like acid eating through bone.

Gritting his teeth, he poured every drop of celestial essence into layer after layer of shields, then bent the laws of time and space themselves, hunting for a single calm within the chaotic void currents.

In his right hand, he kept the Dragonslayer Sword poised, ready to hack apart any ragged seam that dared open before him.

But the barrier between the ninth and tenth levels proved thicker and more chaotic than anything his mind had ever sketched. Without warning, a deep-purple void storm coiled into existence overhead, its shape that of an ancient dragon, its breath the promise of utter erasure.

“Oh on!”

Jared’s pupils shrank to pinpoints. He flooded his veins with power, drew Dragonslayer high, and brought it down in a blinding arc of silver flame aimed straight at the onrushing maelstrom.