Chapter 5845

Blizzard, arrows, and spear converged in flawless harmony-evidence that these Celestial soldiers had long since turned extermination into ritual.

One of them barked a contemptuous curse, an insult flung like grit into the wind, daring their human prey to resist.

“You’re pushing your luck!”

Jared’s patience finally splintered. A lance of molten gold flashed behind his eyes, and the calm he had worn like a cloak evaporated.

He invoked no grand incantation. He merely lifted his right hand, two fingers aligned as a blade, and swiped upward against the falling spear.

A note rang out-clear, bright, and terrible as though a sleeping dragon had sung. From his fingertips burst a thread of chaos-forged sword-energy so fine, so dense, it seemed able to sever the laws of the world themselves.

The captain’s spear—an artifact empowered by Heavenly Immortal Realm Level Three cultivation-shattered like brittle sugar under that stroke.