Chapter 5681 One Final Chance
- When the glare and soot finally thinned, those still alive risked a glance toward the ruined heart of the battlefield—and choked on despair.
- The colossal hand that blotted out the heavens still hovered above the crater.
- Jared's peerless strike had carved a deep fissure through the palm. Dark vapors hissed from the wound, yet the hand—blurred, translucent, wounded—remained intact, radiating slaughter.