A Man Like None Other

“You!”

A wolf clan elder with a fiery temper was enraged upon hearing this and wanted to step forward to argue, but was firmly stopped by Lie Tian.

Seeing her master’s resolute attitude, Ling Shuang felt both anxious and ashamed.

She glanced at the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect disciples behind her, whose eyes had once again burned with despair, and then at Lie Tian, who was still severely injured and even paler.

Then, gritting her teeth, she kowtowed three times to Ling Yan, her forehead instantly swelling and turning red.

“Master! It’s all my fault! I acted on my own and broke the rules!”

“I’m willing to accept any punishment, even if it means losing my cultivation and being expelled from the sect, I will have no complaints! I only beg you, Master… I only beg you, Master, to have mercy and save them!”

“They are truly desperate! If they are caught by the Demonic Sect, they will surely die a horrible death! Master! I beg you!” Ling Shuang cried, tears streaming down her face.

She knew that although her master was strict, he had always loved her. Perhaps… perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope. Seeing his beloved disciple pleading so humbly, Ling Yan’s anger intensified, but this time, his anger seemed to be directed more at Lie Tian and the others.

He felt that these outsiders had bewitched his disciple, causing her to disobey her master’s orders and even resort to self-harm to plead for mercy. “Stubborn fool!” Ling Yan shouted sharply, without making any move, he simply flicked his sleeve. “Boom!”

A scorching and violent invisible force erupted, like a volcanic eruption, or a sweeping sword aura, directly striking the kneeling Ling Shuang! “” Ling Shuang was struck as if by a heavy blow, flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground several feet away.

She struggled for a few moments but couldn’t get up, her aura instantly weakening to its lowest point, clearly indicating severe injuries. “Senior Sister Shuang!” “Miss Ling!” The Sword Sect disciples and Lie Tian and the others exclaimed, wanting to rush forward, but were instantly frozen in place by Ling Yan’s icy gaze, as if plunged into an ice cave. “

This is punishment for disobeying your master’s orders, bringing outsiders without permission, and showing no respect for your elders!” Ling Yan’s voice was icy. Looking at Ling Shuang on the ground, blood continuously spilling from her mouth, her eyes filled with pain and despair, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, but his face remained ashen.

linger any longer, the next attack won’t be as simple as just

Venerable himself. Many disciples had lost their sparkle, slumped to the ground, awaiting

of grief and helplessness almost consuming him. Was fate truly going to destroy the Ten Thousand Beasts

of… fiery, dynamic rhythm, as if alive, with flames leaping and weaving through it!

feet in an unbelievable

treading on invisible staircases of fire; with each step, a crimson-gold lotus-shaped flame

speed far exceeding ordinary escape techniques, yet without

with Shi Yan and Ying Wu, whom he was barely keeping up with, protected by

“Fire Control Steps?!”

Ling Yan, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, his face cold and stern, suddenly had his pupils contract upon

confusion appeared on his face,

stopped, the fiery lotus beneath his

scene—Ling Shuang, heavily injured and lying on the ground, her

the others, their faces ashen

who, despite his imposing aura, was now staring at him with

He instantly understood.

seemed that this was Ling Shuang’s master, the Heavenly

that something unpleasant had

“Senior Chen!”

“Senior!”

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