A Man Like None Other

On the Beast Altar, the scene of countless people kneeling in submission lingered for a long time.

The supreme pressure originating from the golden dragon bloodline was deeply engraved into the souls of every beast cultivator, like a brand.

All previous doubts, contempt, and resentment had vanished, replaced by awe born from their blood and submission to the absolute powerhouse.

David, with a thought, completely absorbed the vast dragon’s might into his body, and the golden dragon phantom behind him slowly dissipated.

He still wore his usual calm blue robe, but in everyone’s eyes, he was no different from a god.

“Rise, all of you,”

David said calmly, his voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable power.

The crowd, as if granted a pardon, dared to stand up cautiously, still bowing slightly and not daring to look directly at David.

The Sect Master of the Rending Heaven Sect, Elder Xiong Tuo, and even Elder Yu Sha, who had previously made things difficult for them, now stood respectfully below like disciples listening to instruction. The Sect

Master of the Rending Heaven Sect took a deep breath, stepped forward, and asked with utmost respect, “Senior possesses the bloodline of the Golden Dragon, unparalleled in nobility. We were blind and ignorant before, offending the majesty of Heaven. Please forgive us, Senior.”

Senior? Our entire Ten Thousand Beasts Sect will go

over the still somewhat chaotic Ten Thousand Beasts Altar below, and the beastmen cultivators whose

Myriad Beasts Sect, guarding the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, possesses considerable strength. Why then, in the struggle against the

the Rending Heaven Sect showed a bitter expression, sighed, and bowed, replying, “Reporting to Senior, it

Myriad Souls Demon Sect occupies the Crimson Blood Plains, possessing immense power. The number of Heavenly Immortal Realm experts within its sect far exceeds ours. Its sect leader, Soul Fiend, is a peak seventh-grade

Sect’s foundation lies in the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. The spiritual veins, medicinal gardens, mineral deposits, and numerous tribal strongholds dependent on us are

Souls Demon Sect is like a leech, attacking everywhere,

we concentrate our forces, they will avoid our strength and attack our rear; if we divide our troops to defend,

we’ve been constantly on the move, our resources have been plundered, and our disciples have suffered heavy casualties. That’s why… that’s why we’re

filled with frustration and

lowered their heads, their faces showing indignation, clearly

without changing his expression, only nodding slightly, as if he

our territory

“Change our tactics?”

elders