Chapter 5487 of the Dragon Emperor’s Order: Extremely Fast Speed
“How dare you!”
roared the demonic cultivator, his voice echoing through the air like thunder, his face filled with ferocity and rage.
“Do you know where this place is? This is Shuangji Village’s territory! How dare you act so presumptuously here? You’re courting death!”
He held a demonic sword that radiated a cold light, its blade engraved with terrifying runes that signified endless slaughter.
The other demonic cultivators gathered around him, each tall and muscular, their faces fierce, eager to display their prowess before their leader.
Some brandished maces, their spikes gleaming with a cold light; others gripped their magic hammers, their blades exuding a heavy and oppressive feeling.
“Kid, if you know what’s good for you, get out of here! Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude!”
growled a demonic cultivator, his eyes wide as bells, a glint of bloodlust in them.
“That’s right! We in Shuangji Village are not to be trifled with!”
“Today I will let you know just how powerful our Shuangji Village is!”
The other demonic cultivators also joined in the shouting, and for a moment, the shouts echoed, as if they were about to overturn the heavens.
David smiled coldly, his eyes as cold as a deep, icy pool, revealing endless indifference and contempt.
These demonic cultivators were even weaker than the Moshi Sect, and the highest was only a seventh-order Immortal.
In his eyes, these people were no different from ants.
He wore a white robe, which fluttered gently in the wind, like a banished immortal, forming a sharp contrast with the ferocious demonic cultivators around him.
“Since you wish to die so badly, I will grant your wish!”
David’s voice was calm yet powerful, like a declaration of fate.
As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from sight. Like a ghost, he vanished in an instant, leaving only a faint shadow behind.
“What?”
“Where is he?”
Before the demonic cultivators could react, they felt a chill on their necks, as if a cold breath had pierced their throats.
Then, they lost consciousness, their bodies falling like puppets whose strings had been cut.
In the blink of an eye, all the demonic cultivators collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Their eyes remained wide open, filled with fear and hatred, as if they would never understand how they had been defeated to their deaths.
“How… how is this possible?”
“How could he be so fast?”
The enslaved cultivators were stunned by this.
They had already given up hope, believing they would perish in this endless bondage, but they never expected this young man to suddenly appear so powerful!
Their eyes were wide open, their mouths gaping open, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
Li Qingshan and the others rushed forward, their faces filled with joy, as they delivered the good news to the monks.
“Don’t be afraid! It’s Immortal Master David. He’s here to save us!”
“From now on, we’re free!”
Li Qingshan’s voice was resounding and powerful, like the rays of dawn, illuminating the dark hearts of these enslaved monks.
Hearing this news, the monks’ eyes welled up with tears.
Some had been enslaved for centuries, enduring torture and humiliation. Now, finally, freed from the shackles of the demon monks, they had regained their freedom!
Some knelt on the ground, clasping their hands, thanking David for saving their lives;
others embraced, weeping with joy, as if releasing through their tears the pain and sorrow of years.
“Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you, Immortal Master!”
“Long live Immortal Master! Long live Immortal Master!”
Mixed cries of gratitude echoed throughout Shuangji Village.