The Man’s Decree

Chapter 5504

David ignored the panicked monks, his right hand already removing the half-human-height soul urn from its recess.

A wisp of black and white flame flickered from his fingertips, and he gently tapped the soul urn. The

flame, seemingly feeble, held immense power.

The soul patterns on the soul urn’s surface instantly cracked, and several pale blue soul threads drifted out. As soon as they hit the air, they flew off into the distance like frightened birds.

They were the remnants of the monks’ spirits, long since torn apart. Without their hosts, they could only wander aimlessly.

They drifted through the air, as if searching for their final destination.

“Those are… soul threads!” a white-haired old man trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He finally understood that everything David had said before was true. They hadn’t achieved a breakthrough; they had clearly lost their very souls!

He was filled with regret and self-blame, hating himself for having so easily believed the golden-robed monk’s words.

“Fellow Daoist! Please release our souls!”

who had been so overcome with emotion and

with a thud, and soon blood

reacted, falling to their knees and begging, “We know we were

despair and pleading, hoping to

kneeling and begging, his face devoid

again, this time directly enveloping the

Technique, the soul threads belonging to the monks of the Soul Gathering Altar within the soul urn were gradually drawn out, transforming into streams

all things, so these souls could also become resources for David’s

people

no need for

visible speed, and the

resembled burning stars, emitting a

seeing this. He struggled to leap forward, but was pinned down by David’s overwhelming pressure,

unable to break free from the

We know we’re wrong!” another cultivator cried,

his eyes

ignored them, continuing to absorb the soul