A Man Like None Other Novel Chapter 5820
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- January 3, 2026
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Chapter 5820
Before the gates of the Xuantian Sword Sect in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range, what
was once a sacred celestial land, brimming with soaring sword energy and spiritual beauty, has now become a bloodbath of carnage.
The demonic clouds, as dark as ink, churn and obscure the sun; the roars of beasts shake the heavens and tear the sky apart.
The brilliant light curtain formed by the Big Dipper Sword Qi Subduing Demon Array, under the endless erosion of demonic energy and the impact of brute force, has become as thin as a cicada’s wing, flickering and emitting a heart-wrenching creaking sound, unable to bear the weight.
The seven sword peaks have dimmed, and cracks have even appeared on their surfaces, as if they might collapse at any moment.
Inside and outside the mountain gate, corpses lie strewn everywhere, and blood flows in streams.
There were the tattered sword robes and mangled bodies of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, as well as the charred bones of Demon Sect cultivators and the massive corpses of Fusion Beast Warriors.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, burnt flesh, and the chilling stillness of annihilated souls. The surviving Sword Sect disciples, mostly wounded and their robes stained with blood, still gripped their swords tightly, their eyes resolute as they held their positions.
Yet, deep within their eyes, an undeniable weariness and despair crept in.
The mountain-protecting formation had reached its limit.
Ling Yunzi stood atop the crumbling main peak, the “Xuantian Sword” in his hand no longer as dazzling as before, its blade even showing fine cracks.
His face was deathly pale, his clothes soaked with blood, his breathing erratic, clearly on the verge of collapse.
But he still stood tall, like an unyielding mountain, his gaze fixed on the two figures outside the formation radiating overwhelming ferocity—Hun Sha and Zheng Gu.
“Hehehe… Ling Yunzi, why fight like a trapped beast?”
Hun Sha stood in mid-air, his demonic energy churning around him. His face, once slapped by David, was contorted with resentment and pleasure, making him appear exceptionally ferocious.
“Let’s see how long your mountain-protecting formation can hold out!”
“When the formation breaks, I will personally extract your soul and refine your spirit, re
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Zheng Gu’s massive body was like a moving volcano, his dark red demonic scales gleaming coldly in the dim light. He wielded a giant axe burning with demonic flames, his voice like a broken gong.
“Lies of Lie Tian, accomplices of David! Today, I will use your blood to commemorate the rise of my Fusion Beast Saint Sect! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!”
Zheng Gu roared, like a maddened beast.
Within the formation, the Sword Sect disciples, upon hearing this, felt their grief and indignation deepen, yet not one retreated.
They knew there was no turning back today; only a fight to the death remained.
Ling Yunzi took a deep breath, suppressing the metallic taste rising in his throat, his voice hoarse yet carrying an undeniable resolve: “Disciples of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect, heed my command! Follow me… activate ‘Seven Star Immortal Destruction,’ and perish together !” “Perish together
!! ” The surviving disciples
roared in unison,
their voices tragic and resounding, soaring to the heavens. They poured their last sword essence into the formation beneath their feet without reservation, some even burning their lifeblood for a momentary burst of power .
The seven sword peaks trembled violently, their bodies cracking. Ancient sword intents, originally hidden deep within the earth and incomparably sharp, were forcibly awakened, like dragons emerging from their slumber, converging towards the summit! This was the Xuan Tian Sword Sect
‘s last remaining strength, a final act of mutual destruction!
Seeing this, Soul Fiend and Ferocious Bone showed not fear, but rather an even more cruel and excited smile.
This was exactly the effect they wanted!
By forcing the Xuan Tian Sword Sect to destroy its foundation, they could eliminate this major threat from the Tenth Heaven with minimal cost!
Just as the Xuan Tian Sword Sect was about to ignite its final, glorious, and ultimately destructive flame—
“Boom—!!!”
An indescribable roar did not originate from the battlefield, but from the very depths of the vast sky!
Like the first thunderclap at the dawn of the universe, or the heavy sigh of a chaotic giant awakening, it instantly overwhelmed all the fighting, roars, and mournful cries of the formations on the battlefield!
Immediately afterward, an indescribable, terrifying pressure, like an invisible curtain of the sky, suddenly descended!
This pressure was not merely powerful, but carried an ancient and boundless aura of supreme authority, surpassing all things, as if it held the power of creation and destruction!
Under this aura, the churning demonic clouds suddenly froze, the roaring beasts ceased abruptly, and even the “Seven Stars Falling Immortal” sword intent, about to erupt, seemed to be gently suppressed by an invisible hand, its agitation subsided.
Everyone, whether disciples of the Demonic Sect, the Fusion Beasts, or the Sword Sect, involuntarily stopped what they were doing, looking up at the sky in horror.
They saw that the sky, shrouded in demonic clouds, had unexpectedly torn open into a massive vortex-like void!
At the edge of the void, space shattered inch by inch like glass, revealing the deep, dark void behind it.
A figure stepped out of that void, unhurried and unhurried.
He wore a seemingly simple blue robe, its hem fluttering in the invisible energy turbulence, yet it remained spotless.
He held an ancient longsword in his hand, its blade devoid of light, yet seemingly capable of absorbing all surrounding light.
Most chilling of all was his gaze—calm, indifferent, like an ancient, icy pool, or an endless starry sky.
Looking down at the battlefield below, a scene of carnage resembling purgatory, there was no anger, no killing intent, only an absolute indifference and detachment, as if a god were looking down upon the struggle of ants.
It was David!
But at this moment, he was worlds apart from when he had made his move on the Crimson Blood Plains days before!
Back then, though strong, he still retained a trace of human warmth.
Now, however, an indescribable “Daoist aura” flowed around him, as if he breathed with the heavens and earth, pulsed with the laws of nature.
He simply stood there quietly, yet he exuded a terrifying aura heavier than mountains, more vast than the starry sky, and more unfathomable than the abyss!
In particular, the faint, chaotic halo surrounding him, and the occasional phantom of a fiery lotus that seemed capable of burning everything, made all those with keen senses tremble with fear!
