A Man Like None Other

Their figures gradually vanished over the horizon, leaving behind only the Divine Capital, now occupied by demonic cultivators, and the battle still raging within.

Within the palace, David wielded the Dragon Slaying Sword, his striking and powerful swordplay retaining the original domineering power of the Dragon Slaying Sword while incorporating the cryptic qualities of the demonic race.

Each of his strikes carried devastating force, yet was unpredictable and impossible to defend against.

Not to be outdone, the Soul Devourer was surrounded by countless black soul threads, seemingly alive, constantly attacking David.

Each thread carried a powerful suction, as if to rip David’s very being from him.

“Soul-devouring Silk!”

A hint of fear flashed in David’s eyes. “I didn’t expect you’d even master this unholy art to this degree!”

Soul-devouring Silk was Soul-devouring Venerable’s renowned skill, capable of directly attacking the enemy’s very soul, possessing an extremely sinister and tyrannical power.

Back in the Ninth Heaven, countless cultivators perished under its influence.

“Hmph, do you think you’re the only one making progress?”

Soul-devouring Venerable sneered. “Although I’ve been trapped in this Sixth Heaven all these years, I haven’t been idle either!”

Silk threads attacked David, each one

to take any chances, David quickly channeled his demonic

“Dang, dang, dang!”

repeatedly struck the shield, emitting

shield trembled violently, threatening to be

his teeth, pouring his inner strength into the

instantly rip his soul

Yun, you’re putting

match for me. Just surrender! I

“Surrender?”

the kind of person who cowardly seeks life and dies? Even if I die,

the protective shield

The black demonic energy on the sword

“You’re looking for death!”

coldly, forming hand seals. Countless soul-devouring threads converged, forming a massive

“Bang!”

and the ghost

tiles fell from the roof, and deep cracks appeared in