A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5332

A massive blood-red crystal was embedded atop the palace, emitting a frighteningly sinister aura. The entire valley’s evil energy seemed to originate from this source.

Outside the palace, hundreds of black-robed monks patrolled. Their aura was several times more powerful than the monks they had encountered previously, clearly the elite of the Evil Dao Hall.

In front of these monks, two figures stood out—you Wuxie and you Wuji!

You Wuxie, evidently sensing the movement, suddenly looked up toward the valley entrance.

When he saw the figures of David and Hu Mazi, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes, which was then replaced by deep resentment: “David! Hu Mazi! You are so brave that you dare to break in here!”

You Wuji also had a ferocious look on his face, pointing the bone sword in his hand at the two of them: “I let you escape by luck last time, this time I will grind you to ashes, and extract your soul to nourish my bone sword!”

Hu Mazi laughed loudly, raised his hands, and dozens of talismans floated in front of him, runes flashed, and the fluctuations of spiritual power spread like a tide.

“Stop talking nonsense! Hand over the souls of my Hu clan immediately, or I’ll raze this Blood and Bone Valley of yours and scatter your souls!” Hu Mazi roared.

“Souls?”

“Those lowly souls have long been refined into elixirs by me. How could you possibly ask for them? If you know what’s good for you,

to the fire, instantly igniting

talisman before him suddenly erupted in brilliant light. “You’re courting

The talismans transformed into two massive golden fists in mid-air, slamming into You Wuxie’s face with the force

“A trifle!”

into a massive bone shield that blocked him. The shield was covered in spikes and exuded

“Dang!”

collided with the bone shield, a sharp clang of metal. The bone shield was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks. You Wuxie was shaken

“Your opponent is me!”

boomed like thunder. He flashed, blocking You Wuji’s way, the Dragon Slaying Sword pointed at the opponent’s throat, the golden flames on the blade dancing. “Last time I let you escape, you won’t

when he sensed his aura, several times more powerful than their last encounter—he was actually

He could only bite the bullet and charge forward, brandishing the bone sword. The sword was permeated with evil energy, and the faint roars of countless resentful spirits were faintly