The Man’s Decree

Soul Fiend and the others had long since retreated to a distance, trembling as they watched the battle, their eyes filled with shock and… a glimmer of hope?

The Lord seems… to have gained the upper hand?!

As time passed, David’s pressure mounted.

The Soul Devourer’s cultivation was simply too profound; his demonic energy seemed inexhaustible, and his combat experience was incredibly seasoned. He always managed to seize upon the slightest openings in David’s attacks, launching ruthless strikes.

Moreover, his demonic arts, imbued with soul-destroying power, continuously interfered with and drained David’s soul.

Even more troublesome was the Soul Devourer’s extremely high-quality demonic energy, possessing a strange “devouring” and “corrupting” characteristic, constantly eroding and weakening David’s chaotic immortal power, causing his consumption to far exceed that of his opponent.

Although David’s Chaotic Immortal Power was strong, and his Chaotic True Fire could suppress some of the demonic energy, the difference in cultivation level was undeniable.

There was a fundamental difference between the peak of the ninth rank of the Human Immortal Realm and the peak of the ninth rank of the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

Moreover, the Soul Devouring Venerable was no ordinary ninth-rank Heavenly Immortal; he was an old demon who had once stood at a higher level, and his application of power and understanding of the laws far surpassed the tenth level!

“Pfft!”

shattered, his shoulder instantly turning black, and his flesh rotted

hurriedly circulated his Chaotic Immortal Power and Chaotic True Fire to expel the putrid poison and suppress his soul force, causing his movements to falter

Boy, do you know how

the opportunity to unleash a “Soul-Devouring and Soul-Extinguishing

palm strike even arrived, the terrifying soul pressure had already caused David’s soul to tremble and his breathing to

in front of his chest. He poured his Chaos Immortal Power into it without reservation,

“Boom—!!!”

slammed heavily

The sword and shield

then cracked with a series of sharp

heavy blow, his entire body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood as he traced a tragic arc

up, but felt as if his bones were about to break, his internal organs as if they had shifted, demonic energy surging

Defeated?

his mouth, his eyes still sharp, but

match for this old

opponent had not

stepping onto the ruins, looking down at