A Man Like None Other

Chapter 4287 Too Cruel

At the Soul Demon Sect, things had shifted considerably. Faiyar had become dual cultivation partners with Serena, and together they now managed most of the sect’s affairs.

With Faiyar and Serena handling the daily responsibilities, Trystan had found himself with ample free time, dedicating it solely to his solitary training. His days were now spent refining his skills in isolation.

“Ms. Pruitt, a few cultivators are outside requesting an audience,” a disciple announced as he entered the grand hall, addressing Serena with a respectful bow.

“They’re probably here for body restoration,” Serena replied, her tone calm but authoritative. “Let them in.”

The Soul Demon Sect was famous across the realm for their mastery in physical body restoration. Many prestigious families and powerful clans that had disciples whose body had been destroyed, would bring the remnants of their soul here, hoping for a chance at rebuilding their physical form.

Moments later, a red-haired elder entered, followed by several disciples. However, with just a glance, Faiyar could tell these visitors weren’t here for restoration. They carried no soul remnants. Having once existed as a mere soul remnant himself for so long, Faiyar had developed a keen sensitivity to such things. He could immediately discern whether or not someone carried the fragments of a soul.

Serena frowned, sensing something unusual about the group. “Have you come to restore your physical bodies?”

chuckle. “Serena, it seems time has erased me from your memory. I can’t blame you, though. When I left, you

at the elder with confusion. “You

Cassius Dykes, your father’s junior apprentice. Your father and I studied together under the same master. Hasn’t he ever spoken of me?” said the

shook her head. “I’m sorry, my father never mentioned you to me. However, since you’re my father’s junior, please wait for a moment. My father is currently in

Who would have thought that after all these years, Trystan is still so diligent? I guess I’ll wait

sure he is well

chair, her body trembling and drenched in sweat. Her face was pale,

Faiyar asked,

she looked up at him, her hands trembling. “That man is my father’s junior. He’s the one my father warned me about. He’s ruthless and dangerous… He practices a twisted form of cultivation using human bones. I think he even established the Blood Bone Sect. They consume human blood and bones as part of their rituals. My father founded the Soul Demon Sect to

near whisper, filled with dread. “I don’t know what his true intentions are, but I fear we’re

explanation, Faiyar was taken

the overwhelming power radiating from Cassius—an Ultimate Realm expert. Facing someone of his caliber was far beyond their current abilities. Even if