Chapter 5854

The unicorn grunted, staggering back a few paces; its once-dazzling flames flickered, proof that Montar’s full-force strike had not been gentle.

Even as it reset its stance, Glacern’s fabled Netherfrost Spike sliced through the flaming barricade like a rumor through silence, arrowing straight for Jared’s brow.

The unicorn roared again, hurling its body forward, but speed was not on its side.

In that sliver of heart-pounding time, resolve flashed across Jared’s eyes like a blade catching sunrise.

He dropped every conventional defense, clasped his sword with both hands, and summoned to mind the ancient, storm- worn legacy Maxwell had etched into him within the Void Passage.

He had never fully unraveled that scripture, yet on the knife-edge of death, partial understanding would have to be enough.

Chaotic celestial energy coursed along the technique’s hidden meridians, and a sword intent fierce beyond measure burst from his spine.