A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5820

Before the gates of the Xuantian Sword Sect in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range, what

was once a sacred celestial land, brimming with soaring sword energy and spiritual beauty, has now become a bloodbath of carnage.

The demonic clouds, as dark as ink, churn and obscure the sun; the roars of beasts shake the heavens and tear the sky apart.

The brilliant light curtain formed by the Big Dipper Sword Qi Subduing Demon Array, under the endless erosion of demonic energy and the impact of brute force, has become as thin as a cicada’s wing, flickering and emitting a heart-wrenching creaking sound, unable to bear the weight.

The seven sword peaks have dimmed, and cracks have even appeared on their surfaces, as if they might collapse at any moment.

Inside and outside the mountain gate, corpses lie strewn everywhere, and blood flows in streams.

There were the tattered sword robes and mangled bodies of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, as well as the charred bones of Demon Sect cultivators and the massive corpses of Fusion Beast Warriors.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, burnt flesh, and the chilling stillness of annihilated souls. The surviving Sword Sect disciples, mostly wounded and their robes stained with blood, still gripped their swords tightly, their eyes resolute as they held their positions.

Yet, deep within their eyes, an undeniable weariness and despair crept in.

The mountain-protecting formation had reached its limit.

Ling Yunzi stood atop the crumbling main peak, the “Xuantian Sword” in his hand no longer as dazzling as before, its blade even showing fine cracks.

His face was deathly pale, his clothes soaked with blood, his breathing erratic, clearly on the verge of collapse.

But he still stood tall, like an unyielding mountain, his gaze fixed on the two figures outside the formation radiating overwhelming ferocity—Hun Sha and Zheng Gu.

“Hehehe… Ling Yunzi, why fight like a trapped beast?”

demonic energy churning around him. His face, once slapped by David, was contorted with resentment and

long your mountain-protecting

will personally extract your soul and refine your spirit, reducing your Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s ten-thousand-year heritage to

scales gleaming coldly in the

your blood to commemorate the rise of my Fusion Beast Saint Sect! Kill them all!

roared, like a

the Sword Sect disciples, upon hearing this, felt their

back today; only a fight to the

suppressing the metallic taste rising in his throat, his voice hoarse yet carrying an undeniable resolve: “Disciples of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect, heed my command! Follow me… activate

” The surviving

roared in unison,

the heavens. They poured their last sword essence into the formation beneath

and incomparably sharp, were forcibly awakened, like

strength, a final

Ferocious Bone showed not fear, but rather

was exactly the

to destroy its foundation, they could eliminate this

was about to ignite its final,

“Boom—!!!”

originate from the battlefield, but from the

the universe, or the heavy sigh of a chaotic giant awakening, it instantly overwhelmed all the fighting, roars, and mournful cries of the formations on

indescribable, terrifying pressure, like an invisible curtain of the

ancient and boundless aura of supreme authority, surpassing all things,