A Man Like None Other Chapter 5330

Chapter 5330: Not Knowing Life or Death

He didn’t rush to use his speed, but instead spread his spiritual awareness like an invisible net, carefully observing his surroundings. Then, he stepped forward, his figure like a faint flash of golden light, diving deep into the Black Wind Mountains.

Visibility was very low amidst the miasma fog, blurring more than a meter, only the faint outlines of trees were visible.

The roars of demonic beasts echoed in his ears, sometimes as deep as thunder, sometimes as sharp as a whistle, interspersed with faint, eerie whispers, as if countless vengeful spirits were watching from the shadows.

David remained focused and alert, silently executing his Firebending Steps. His movements through the forest were nearly silent, except for the occasional crackle of dry twigs, which was quickly drowned out by the surrounding noise.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, able to catch the slightest movement in the dim light.

Soon, a faint wave of spiritual energy reached his senses. David stopped and hid quietly behind the canopy of a towering ancient tree. Peering down through the gaps in the branches, he spotted a modest but heavily guarded campsite hidden in a nearby valley.

Dozens of black-robed monks from the Evil Dao Hall were practicing within the camp, wielding bone blades made from the bones of demonic beasts. A pitch-black aura enveloped the blades, and each slash was accompanied by a sharp, air-piercing sound.

These monks’ faces were filled with burning anger, their eyes flashed a bloodthirsty red, and a sinister aura enveloped them, clearly cultivating the evil arts of the Evil Dao Hall.

In the center of the camp, an altar, built from countless skulls, stood tall.

The altar was about three meters tall, its eye sockets gleaming with a faint green light. Thick green mist swirled around its peak.

Upon closer inspection, countless fragmented figures were screaming softly and struggling within the mist. Upon closer inspection, they were imprisoned spirits!

“Hmph.”

David’s eyes blazed with killing intent, and the golden light around him suddenly grew stronger.

Among these souls, some had the aura of cultivators, clearly those who had been brutally slaughtered by the monks of the Evil Dao Hall and forced to cultivate their evil arts.

Without hesitation, he suddenly shot forward, shooting from the treetops like an arrow from a bow. His Dragon Slayer Sword sliced ​​through the air, emitting an unparalleled stream of golden sword energy.

“Swish!”

The sword energy, as fast as lightning, directly pierced the throats of the three black-robed monks who had their backs to him.

Before they could turn around, the three men froze, their bodies vanishing into wisps of black air, leaving three shrunken and mummified corpses that fell to the ground.

“Intruder!”

The monks in the camp immediately became alert, turning their heads.

Seeing the golden light radiating from David, which was in stark contrast to the evil aura, a flash of fear flashed across their eyes, then replaced by greed.

“That’s the pious monk! Capture him alive!” a monk who looked like the leader shouted fiercely. “His spirit is so pure, it will definitely nourish the altar!”

Dozens of black-robed monks charged in unison, their bone blades imbued with a dense, evil aura, aiming for David’s vital points. Their formation was chaotic yet ferocious, and combined with the evil energy permeating the camp, it created a terrifying sense of oppression.

David snorted coldly, and the power of the holy dragon within him suddenly erupted, instantly igniting the golden flames that blazed on his Dragon Slayer Sword.

“You don’t know what death is!” His voice was as cold as ice, and with a flash of his body, he charged into the crowd like a ghost.

The Dragon Slayer Sword swung, and the golden flames spread like a tide. Wherever the sword passed, the screams of the black-robed monks echoed one after another.

The evil aura that seemed to dominate, like ice and snow under the hot sun, melted instantly before the golden flames.

Just as the bone blade in a monk’s hand was about to slash David, it caught fire and made a “hissing” sound. Then, the blade broke into pieces, and the fire spread to his body. In the blink of an eye, he turned into charcoal.

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