A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5503

For a moment, the Soul Gathering Altar was filled with cries of gratitude. The monks surrounded the golden-robed monk, eager to become his disciples.

They regarded him as their savior, unaware that they had fallen into an abyss of no return.

The golden-robed monk waved his hand with feigned humility, but a subtle glint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

These people had lost part of their souls, and the smooth flow of spiritual energy was merely a temporary illusion. Soon, they would find their cultivation declining, even their spiritual intelligence impaired. By then, they would have become mere “nutrient” for the soul urns.

He pondered this inwardly, a smug sneer playing on his lips.

“Foolish.”

From the corner, David’s voice, tinged with cold sarcasm, reached the ears of the crowd.

His voice was like a thunderclap, shattering the false harmony of the Soul Gathering Altar.

The monks fell silent, turning to look at David, their faces darkening.

resentment of David’s earlier “interference” surged back. The bearded man roared, “You traitor again! What’s your business

golden-robed monk. His tone

the golden-robed monk’s heart and sending a wave of fear

then feigned bewilderment. “What are you talking about, Daoist? What Soul Urn?

spoke as he quietly retreated, his hand reaching for the communication talisman at

he had to notify the Sixth Palace Master. A moment’s delay would

monk prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the Sixth Palace Master would arrive as soon as possible

his figure suddenly disappeared

fast, like a ghost,

he was already standing in the center of the platform, his right hand reaching directly for

were clean and

back, shouting, “Fellow Daoists! This traitor is trying to steal the temple’s treasures! He’s destroying

were instantly enraged at the

with a dose of stimulant, more than a dozen monks simultaneously charged at David, their magical instruments unleashed. Though the

David suddenly emanated a