A Man Like None Other

“Ugh!”

David coughed up blood, his ribs shattered in countless places. His body flew backward like a tattered sack, carving a deep furrow in the ground before finally crashing into the wall at the far end of the hall.

His aura instantly weakened drastically, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword fell from his hand, landing nearby with a mournful hum.

“It’s over…”

Yan Nantian’s heart sank, his face filled with despair.

Even David had been defeated, defeated so utterly. Who could stop the Soul Devourer?

Was the Yama Heavenly Sect truly destined for destruction today?

The disciples of the Yama Heavenly Sect were even more pale, many collapsing to the ground, trembling.

The Soul Devourer nodded in satisfaction and ordered the burly man, “Alright, you’ve had your fun. Give him a quick death.”

The burly man obeyed, taking heavy steps towards the fallen David.

foot, his foot radiating terrifying power and strange

shadow of death

in the cold ruins, his consciousness somewhat blurred, excruciating pain sweeping through his body. But deep within his

deceleration…it’s going

changing the flow rate…while his is direct interference,

flowing river? A string that can be plucked?

his past insights into the origin of time, and the impact of this higher law

past present, and

wildly in his desperate consciousness! He seemed to see the surging river

only slows down the flow of a certain section of the river… while flowing backwards… forcibly makes

the power required, the understanding of the origin, far surpasses mine… but… all laws share the same origin… their essence is the

local point in time… so… if I could see through that ‘point’ he reset,

shattering mountains, carrying the aura of death,

closed his eyes, unable to

get up, but collapsed helplessly, her

At this critical moment!