A Man Like None Other

However, just as Soul Fiend turned to flee, even resorting to a life-saving escape technique that depleted his very essence—

“Soul Fiend Sect Master, are you in such a hurry to leave?”

A hoarse, aged voice, as if two bones were rubbing together, echoed eerily, carrying a chilling coldness.

The voice came from deep within the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Sect’s camp, from the silent, pitch-black carriage pulled by nine skeletal demonic dragons.

The carriage curtains, without wind, slowly parted.

A hunched, thin figure, seemingly blown away by a gust of wind, leaning on a gleaming white bone staff, stepped out of the carriage.

He was shrouded in a wide black robe, obscuring his face, revealing only a pair of eyes burning with eerie green flames.

The green flames flickered erratically, seemingly capable of directly scorching the soul.

With his appearance, the surrounding temperature plummeted, the air itself seemed to freeze, and an overwhelming aura of death and decay filled the air.

The Supreme Elder of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect—the Ghost Bone Elder!

A true demonic patriarch who had lived for countless years, his cultivation reaching the peak of the seventh rank of the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

He was also the Myriad Souls Demon Sect’s last trump card and pillar!

Seeing the Ghost Bone Elder appear, the Demon Sect disciples, who were on the verge of collapse, seemed to grasp at their last straw, a glimmer of hope rekindling in their eyes.

at a straw, hurriedly flew to the side of the Ghost Bone Elder, his voice

murdering many of our sect’s elders. Please, Elder, take action to suppress this fiend

Fiend. His pair of eerie green fire eyes, like venomous snakes, were fixed on David in mid-air, scrutinizing him from head to toe, as if

a long pause, the hoarse, grating voice finally

your methods are indeed ruthless and bizarre. I wonder where you got some worthless

with a fragile foundation, dares to play tricks? Do you

down, hand over your inheritance and treasures, cripple your cultivation, and I might spare your remnant soul to reincarnate, out

true soul-splitting and refining means, never to

like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, swept across

greed and cruelty chilled everyone

at this Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand

lingering for a fleeting moment on the dense aura of death and decay emanating from the Ghost

old and not die is

everyone’s ears. “You reek of decay,

want to see

his Dragon-Slaying Sword, its tip pointing directly at the

use your

words fell, David

display, no gathering of

simply thrust his sword towards the

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