A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

The most seriously injured disciples were prioritized for treatment at the spirit spring, where disciples with some medical knowledge assisted in cleaning their wounds, administering medicinal pills, and guiding them to absorb the gentle life essence from the spring water. Those with

minor injuries were assigned to guard the edge of the safe zone.

Although the area designated by David seemed absolutely safe, years of caution prevented them from being careless.

Some began carefully collecting the newly sprouted flame spirit herbs, distributing them to suitable disciples to aid in healing, as instructed by David.

Shi Yan and Ying Wu recovered the fastest and took the initiative to coordinate and care for the seriously injured.

Ling Shuang was also carefully helped by Ying Wu to sit down on a flat, warm crystal stone beside the spirit spring.

She took the medicinal pills David had given her earlier and drank a mouthful of the clear spirit spring water.

A cool, soothing sensation flowed through her limbs and bones, and a tingling, healing feeling spread through her burned meridians, so comfortable that she almost groaned.

She began to concentrate on circulating the “Burning Heaven Sword Technique,” and the pure, gentle fire elemental energy in the secret realm seeped into her meridians, repairing her injuries with far greater efficiency than outside.

Seeing that everyone had settled down and order was gradually being restored, David looked up at a towering fiery crystal mountain not far away, its top ablaze with the phantom of a golden palace.

At the summit, a familiar figure in red robes stood alone, his back to the safe zone below, facing the endless sea of fire deeper within the secret realm.

The heat wave ruffled his sleeves, and his back revealed a hint of loneliness and desolation.

It was none other than Ling Yan, the Heavenly Fire Sword Master.

With a slight thought, David’s figure vanished from the spot.

beside Ling Yan, standing shoulder

imperceptibly, but he didn’t turn around, as if he had already expected David

between the two, broken only by the low roar of the fiery world below

awkward; rather, it possessed a subtle, unspoken

a long while, Ling Yan broke

arrogant and cold interrogation, but carried a complex emotion—inquiry,, and a hint of barely concealed

“Just who…who are you?”

if choosing his words carefully,

technique, your aura had a momentary sense of perfect harmony and sublimation, clearly indicating an imminent breakthrough, far beyond the reach of

of dispelling, calming, and even controlling the violent fire spirit power here are definitely not from any known cultivation technique inherited from the

sword strike you displayed outside the canyon… what

I believe I have unique insights into both ‘fire’ and ‘sword,’ yet I have never

David

answer Ling Yan’s series of

had tamed below, where everyone was

more intense and unpredictable depths of the secret realm, asking a question instead of

and the Blazing Fire Demon Lord? How

David’s question had touched upon

profile for

as ancient wells,

struggle, reminiscence, bitterness, and other emotions, finally culminating in a long, heavy sigh, as if a

name of the Blazing Fire Demon Lord, and have…

the deepest part of the secret realm, the direction where the flames were most vibrant and the