The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6077

At the rim where level thirteen met the Fourteenth Firmament, space loosened into a storm of formless haze. No stars glimmered there, no light at all, only rolling darkness braided with knife-edged spatial currents.

Any High Immortal Realm traveler who blundered in would be ripped apart before a cry could form. Yet two silhouettes advanced, each step firm as though they trod solid ground instead of chaos.

They were Jared Chance and Luther.

Jared carried the bone scroll Elder Gloam had gifted him, letting its etched route guide his eyes through the whirling dark in search of a hidden seam.

From beside him, Luther sent a low warning. "Mr. Chance, the space ahead thrashes harder than normal. We may be walking into danger."