A Man Like None Other Novel Chapter 5782
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Chapter 5782
The disciples of the Demonic Sect, wielding various corrupt magical artifacts, unleashed countless ferocious, roaring vengeful spirits, forming a sky-covering, demonic cloud of ghostly shadows that attempted to devour and corrupt the sword light.
The collision of demonic energy and sword energy produced deafening roars and explosions, energy storms sweeping in all directions, tearing the dark red earth of the Crimson Blood Plains into bottomless ravines.
The battle at was incredibly brutal from the very beginning.
Lower-ranking disciples fell in droves like mowing grass, their blood instantly staining the ground red, limbs and severed bodies flying everywhere.
The elders and deacons of the Celestial Realm also quickly found their opponents and engaged in one-on-one combat.
Sword beams ripped through the sky, demonic flames surged, and the light from clashing magical weapons illuminated the dim sky. Roars, screams, explosions, and the clang of metal mingled together, composing a bloody and brutal symphony of war.
The entire Crimson Blood Plain seemed to have transformed into a giant meat grinder, with lives being extinguished every moment.
At this moment, David, the mastermind behind this brutal battle, was hidden in an extremely concealed void at the edge of the battlefield.
The space around him was slightly distorted, forming a perfect visual and sensory barrier, completely isolating him from all aura, energy fluctuations, and even his presence.
He was like a transcendent god, or a most detached spectator, quietly overlooking the battlefield below, where flesh and blood flew and energy surged.
Initially, when David saw the two armies collide like two surging torrents, unleashing a tremendous energy shock, a barely perceptible look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
“The scale is quite large. The collision of sword energy and demonic energy is already approaching the strength of an Immortal.”
“Tenth-level cultivators certainly have unique skills in the application of power and the coordination of battle formations.” As the
battle continued, seeing disciples on both sides fall like mowing grass, their blood staining the earth, David’s eyes gradually returned to a calm, still gaze, even carrying a hint of indifference.
“War, wherever it may be, is inherently
These cultivators may have their own stances and beliefs, but in the face of death, they appear so equal and insignificant.”
When he saw a Celestial Immortal elder of the Xuantian Sword Sect use a superb “Splitting Light and Shadow Sword” to kill three demonic sect deacons of the same rank, only to be severely injured and cough up blood due to the backlash of the demonic power, David’s gaze lingered for a moment.
“The swordsmanship is good, but it’s too focused on sharpness, and the defense is slightly lacking. Moreover, it seems that there are old injuries that haven’t healed when circulating mana?”
“It seems that the Xuantian Sword Sect is not a monolithic entity; there may be some internal problems.”
David is now like a chess player observing chess pieces, analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of both sides, and preparing for possible variables later.
Meanwhile, on the side of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, an elder summoned a Myriad Souls Banner, conjuring tens of thousands of ferocious souls to form a ghostly domain, temporarily trapping a group of sword cultivators and subjecting them to a brutal soul-devouring. David’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
“Soul-refining and spirit-seizing are against the natural order. Such methods certainly deserve to be punished. However, judging from the laws and moral standards of this realm, perhaps this is just the norm for the demonic path?”
David’s expression remained largely unchanged, mostly displaying the demeanor of an extremely calm observer.
He silently calculated the attrition of both sides, assessed the limits of strength of those Heavenly Immortal Realm experts, and deduced the possible development of the battle.
“Let them fight, the more intense the better, the more exhausted the better. Only when both sides are severely injured, or one side achieves a Pyrrhic victory, can the Myriad Beasts Sect gain a real chance to breathe, or even… reap the benefits.” David revealed a cold smile.
The battle raged for several days, with both sides suffering extremely heavy losses. The number of Celestial Immortal Realm elders who had fallen exceeded ten, and their disciples were also killed or wounded in droves.
In the end, the flames of war inevitably spread to the core area of the Crimson Blood Plains, the outskirts of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect headquarters.


