A Man Like None Other Novel Chapter 5786

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Chapter 5786

With a single punch shattering the demonic claw, David’s figure moved without the slightest pause, like a ghost, causing the space to ripple slightly.

The next instant, he appeared directly before the Soul Fiend, who was momentarily stunned by extreme shock.

Before the Soul Fiend could recover from the shock of his attack being so easily thwarted, and before his pupils had even reflected David’s cold face, David retaliated with a slap!

This slap was incredibly fast, exceeding the limits of divine sense!

On his palm, chaotic immortal power and true dragon blood intertwined; although it lacked a grand display, it contained a tremendous force capable of shattering mountains, and carried a trace of the true dragon’s oppressive aura originating from the pinnacle of life!

“Slap—!!!”

A crisp, deafening slap resounded like a thunderclap across the silent battlefield!

The sound was so clear, so piercing, it seemed to strike the very souls of every cultivator who witnessed it!

Soul Fiend was sent flying like a rag doll, utterly powerless!

Half his cheek swelled visibly, turning a deep purple-blue, revealing a clear, brand-like five-finger mark!

Several teeth stained with black demonic blood, mixed with saliva, gushed from his mouth!

He tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the scorched, broken earth below, creating a shallow crater and kicking up dust.

Soul Fiend struggled to his feet, but due to his injuries, exhaustion, and the sudden, unprecedented humiliation, his blood surged, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

He raised his head, his swollen and deformed face filled with utter bewilderment, humiliation, horror, and a blank stare as if his worldview had been completely shattered.

He, the Sect Master of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, a giant of the seventh rank of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, who had dominated the Ten Heavens for millennia, was infamous and feared by countless cultivators—

the Soul Fiend. He had actually… actually been slapped across the face by a mere seventh-rank Heavenly Immortal Realm junior, in front of hundreds of thousands of disciples from both

sides in front of his mortal enemy, Ling Yunzi… in public?! A humiliation beyond compare! Unprecedented!

An unprecedented humiliation!

At thi

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s moment, all sect interests and deep-seated hatred seemed to be temporarily overwhelmed by this immense sense of shame. Hun Sha’s mind went blank, leaving only the burning pain on his cheek and the still-echoing sound of the slap.

The entire battlefield fell into an absolute, deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Whether they were disciples of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect or cultivators of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect, everyone seemed to be frozen in place.

They stood there, eyes wide, mouths agape, like clay sculptures, staring blankly at the Demon Sect Master struggling in the shallow pit, looking like a stray dog.

Then they looked at the young man floating in mid-air, his blue robes fluttering, his expression indifferent, as if he had only done something insignificant.

This scene was deeply etched into the souls of every witness, indelible for eternity.

Ling Yunzi’s throat bobbed, and he felt a strange numbness in his cheeks.

His gaze towards David was no longer one of apprehension, but rather tinged with…fear?

This young man was far too terrifying!

Not only was his strength unfathomable, but his actions were also utterly unrestrained, domineering, and ruthless!

David stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, as he looked down at the Soul Fiend below, struggling to his feet. Filled with shame and indignation, his eyes filled with confusion, he spoke coldly.

David’s voice was like ten thousand years of ice, reaching the ears of the Soul Fiend and everyone else: “This slap is for the disciples of the Myriad Beasts Sect who died in the Rock Valley, for the countless innocent lives that were harmed and had their souls refined by your Myriad Souls Demon Sect.”

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