<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">Chapter 5525</h2>


    At the foot of the mountain, a massive cave entrance appeared, engraved with eerie runes. These runes glowed with a faint green light, as if countless pairs of evil eyes were watching them.


    Two guards stood before the entrance. They wore ck robes, their faces expressionless, their eyes hollow, like two soulless bodies, clearly monks whose spirits had been collected.


    “Stop! Who are you?”


    a guard shouted, his voice echoing through the eerie valley with a terrifying intensity.


    Hu Mazi was about to step forward when David stopped him with a hand. His eyes betrayed an undeniable authority. “Let me do it,” he dered.


    He slowly stepped forward, each step akin to treading upon the enemy’s heart. He fixed the two guards with an icy gaze, then spoke in measured tones, “We’re here to take your lives!” As soon as<fn51fb> ?????? ???? fin?novel</fn51fb>


    he finished speaking, David unleashed a powerful aura that surged like a tsunami, instantly enveloping the two guards.


    The guards didn’t even have time to react. Like ants struck by a mighty wave, they were crushed to pieces by the powerful aura. Without even a scream, they were reduced to a bloody mess.


    “Let’s go in,”


    David said calmly, as if he had just performed a trivial task. He turned to Hu Mazi and spoke.


    The two entered the cave and discovered a long passageway. At intervals on either side, pale green oilmps flickered, their dim light seeming to flicker as if on the verge of extinguishing at any moment, lending the passage an eerie atmosphere.


    At the end of the passage reached the top of a mountain, where a vast hall stood. In the center, a massive stone tform, engraved with strange runes, emanated a sinister glow that sent a chill down one’s spine.


    Lying on the tformy a dozen monks, their eyes closed, their faces pale as paper, their breath barely audible. Their souls had been drained, their lives in imminent danger.


    A dozen men in ck stood around the hall, chanting strange incantations. The chants were deep and eerie, like a call from hell, as if they were performing some unholy ritual.


    “Sure enough, they’re carrying out a sinister ritual here! These ruthless individuals simply don’t care about other people’s lives. Today, I’ll make them pay!”


    Hu Mazi dered angrily, his eyes burning with rage.


    A sharp, murderous intent shed in David’s eyes, like an icy de in the cold of winter, chilling everyone to the bone. He dered coldly, “Today is your day of death! Under my sword, all evil will be in.”


    As soon as he finished speaking, David leaped forward, like a soaring eagle, charging towards the men in ck.


    His figure traced a sharp arc through the dim hall, carrying an unstoppable momentum.


    Seeing this, the men in ck turned around, their eyes shing red, like a group of beasts possessed by the devil, clearly controlled by evil magic and losing their self-awareness.


    “Kill them!”


    a man in ck shouted, his voice sharp and piercing.


    More than a dozen men in ck rushed towards David at the same time, their movements in perfect unison, like a group of well-trained soldiers, obviously undergoing special training.


    But in front of David, these people were like ants, vulnerable.


    David punched and kicked, each move imbued with powerful force, as if it could split mountains and crack rocks.


    His movements were smooth and seamless, and the men in ck werepletely unable to resist. They were knocked flying and fell heavily to the ground, the sound of broken bones echoing one after another, and they could never get up again.