The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5707

Blood already streaked Rowena's left arm. A gash so deep the bone flashed white poured scarlet down her sleeve, soaking half her robe. But the invaders were stronger, and they had numbers.

The black-robed Skyfiend cultivators struck with unsettling techniques, acidic shadows and ripping vortices, every blow reeking of ruin and plunder.

One by one, Nethergate disciples were caught. Their vital energy shattered, bodies either corroded to chalk-white bone or torn apart by savage energy, their blood misting the night sky.

Their screams of agony, braided with the furious wails 0f the dying, rose into a dirge of utter despair.

A gaunt man in a black hood let out a rasping laugh. "Rowena, why cling to hopeless resistance? We tread the same demonic road. Your Nethergate Sect grovels beneath a human guest like a whipped cur. You have disgraced every demonic cultivator!"