The Man’s Decree

Chapter 5503

For a moment, the Soul Gathering Altar was filled with cries of gratitude. The monks surrounded the golden-robed monk, eager to become his disciples.

They regarded him as their savior, unaware that they had fallen into an abyss of no return.

The golden-robed monk waved his hand with feigned humility, but a subtle glint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

These people had lost part of their souls, and the smooth flow of spiritual energy was merely a temporary illusion. Soon, they would find their cultivation declining, even their spiritual intelligence impaired. By then, they would have become mere “nutrient” for the soul urns.

He pondered this inwardly, a smug sneer playing on his lips.

“Foolish.”

From the corner, David’s voice, tinged with cold sarcasm, reached the ears of the crowd.

His voice was like a thunderclap, shattering the false harmony of the Soul Gathering Altar.

The monks fell silent, turning to look at David, their faces darkening.

roared, “You traitor again! What’s your business with our breakthrough? Are you jealous of

at the golden-robed monk. His tone

gaze was like two sharp swords, piercing the golden-robed monk’s heart and sending a wave of fear through

“What are you talking about, Daoist? What

his hand reaching for the communication talisman at his

Sixth Palace Master. A

heart, hoping that the Sixth Palace Master would arrive as

his

was incredibly fast, like a ghost,

already standing in the center of the platform, his right hand reaching directly for the

were clean and precise,

fan and slapped David on the back, shouting, “Fellow Daoists! This traitor

were instantly enraged at the mere mention

simultaneously charged at David, their magical instruments unleashed. Though the spiritual

suddenly emanated a tremendous