A Man Like None Other

Upon the throne built of piled bones, Soul Fiend, the sect leader of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, stood like a frozen statue of a demon god.

Only the uncontrollably surging, pitch-black demonic energy around him revealed the boundless rage within him.

The demonic energy, like living tentacles, coiled around the throne’s armrests, emitting a sizzling, corrosive sound.

The armrests, forged from the hard, thousand-year-old cold ironwood and the bones of giant beasts, were slowly melting under the erosion of this demonic energy, dripping a viscous black liquid.

Inside the hall, the light was dim, with only a few eerie green soul lamps flickering, illuminating the terrified faces below.

The elders of the Demonic Sect stood with their hands at their sides, heads bowed, even their breathing deliberately suppressed, for fear that the slightest sound would ignite the thunderous wrath of the demon god on the throne.

The air was stagnant, like ancient ice, so heavy that it felt as if one’s heart would stop beating.

“Black Flame Valley… a resource-rich area that our sect has cultivated for hundreds of years, has been completely looted; less than one-tenth of its treasures remain!”

low and hoarse, as if squeezed from the cracks of the deepest hell, each word carrying

nurtured countless rare demonic plants, the very foundation of our sect’s ‘Ten Thousand Soul Pill,’ now reduced to scorched earth, centuries of painstaking

raised his head, his eyes blazing with blood-red light, like two bloodthirsty crescent moons, sweeping over the trembling crowd below: “And those ubiquitous attacks! Squads

a humiliating disgrace! This David… this Ten Thousand Beasts Sect… do they really think my Soul Fiend Sect is made of clay? Do they really think the blade of my Ten

“Boom!”

onto the armrest of the throne, the entire hall trembling violently. The already severely corroded armrest shattered

violent demonic energy, centered on him, suddenly expanded, forming a black shockwave. Several elders nearby were pushed back by the shockwave,

can’t go on!”

his tall figure casting a huge shadow in the dim light, as if he wanted to devour

thunder, exploding

remain to guard the Soul Hall and maintain the basic formations, all elders, deacons, and inner disciples above the Heavenly Immortal realm,

personally lead the team to raze the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to the ground! I will extract David’s soul and refine his

man Lietian’s bones