Davis inadvertently saw the female wolf leader’s bountiful curves expose under the gale since she was just standing in front of him. Rather than conjuring a full robe, the female wolf conjured skimpy tribal clothes that revealed her fair skin and curves under broad daylight.This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.
He shook his head imperceptibly and promptly ignored the attractive scenery and took the skies, his demeanor suddenly becoming solemn.
Rather than using Fallen Heaven, he wanted to battle by using his own cultivation!
He walked forwards as a yellowish glow of martial energy enveloped his body overlaying over his current robe and skin in two layers.
Level Three Intent of Earth Laws!
With a *Whoosh!~*, Davis shot towards the Crowned Violet-Winged Condor, his instantaneous speed already breaking past two times the normal standard of the speed of sound!
"How kind of you to send yourself to be my lunch! Human!" Crowned Violet-Winged Condor mocked Davis.
Davis neared in an instant and unleashed the Earth Dragon’s Overbearing Fist with his clenched fist. His arm that was stretched behind like an arrow shot forwards with extraordinary force!
The Crowned Violet-Winged Condor snorted and defended his fist just by shifting its purplish wing towards its front.
*Clang!~*
A blade clashing sound echoed!
Davis’s eyes widened as he looked as its sharp plumage slightly stretch at him. He did not even check but he knew that his fist absolutely did not even leave a scratch!
He simultaneously flew back and dodged its flesh-tearing talons that almost threatened to rip him into shreds! It even possessed a psychological suppressing effect on him!
The Crowned Violet-Winged Condor grunted with a chuckle and mocked, "Oh? I assumed that you would have stuck to your arrogance and got caught under my talons..."
Davis paid no attention to its yapping and looked at his right fist which was injured under its sharp feathers.
Normally, shouldn’t feathers be soft?
The Crowned Violet-Winged Condor instantly turned embarrassed before turning her embarrassment into one of rage and channeled it through her body, trying to lift the suppression that was cast in her soul.
"It’s useless..." Davis calmly spoke as he floated closer towards her, his two hands were behind his back, making him calmly posture as if he were an ultimate expert.
His presence instantly gave the surrounding Magical Beasts as if he were peerless in the Sixth Stage!
"Almost every Magical Beast doesn’t know how to practically use their souls outside of their body, even though their soul is just one step below or equal to their current cultivation. They can’t even escape with their souls in most cases..."
"And it seems that you are no exception to it..."
Davis stood before her head and held the crown on its head with his palm, "Perhaps this fake crown had made you look down on every other Magical Beast in this region, making you radiate the feel of a queen in this small region but it’s time for you to now depart the world..."
The Crowned Violet-Winged Condor trembled as she suddenly felt death looming over its head. Her whole body violently shook, trying to disperse the suppression but it didn’t take long to realize that her struggle was to no avail.
Davis’s Mid-Level Mature Soul Stage Cultivation could evenly match Peak-Level Mature Soul Stage Cultivators, so the Crowned Violet-Winged Condor which was just at High-Level Saint Beast Stage just wasn’t able to withstand his Soul Suppression Art.
Davis thought of impacting his martial energy inside her head, making her brain bleed till death which was even worse than normally killing but he suddenly had the thought that his actions would garner him less Mid-Level Spirit Stones when he sold her carcass in the market. Hence, he promptly didn’t act on his previous thoughts.
The brain of this Crowned Violet-Winged Condor probably has its uses and maybe it was even eaten as a delicacy!
A scythe abruptly appeared in his grasp. Its curved shimmering blade and edges were covered in an emerald glow, and the shaft also had emerald glow both at the top and bottom.
Grieving Emerald Scythe! A Peak-Level Sky Grade Armament!
Davis held the Grieving Emerald Scythe in his grasp and swung it to the side, severing the head of the Crowned Violet-Winged Condor from her neck. Blood spurted towards the rear, so Davis wasn’t showered with her condor blood.
The Crowned Violet-Winged Condor looked like a chicken without a head but its majestic wings tremendously twitched as if she were still feeling tremendous pain.
Davis saw that he did not completely kill her as he missed her soul.
He waited for the blood to drop in fewer volumes before she finally died.
He then stored the Crowned Violet-Winged Condor’s carcass into his spatial ring. As for her Soul Essence, it was already in his Soul Sea, pulled in by Fallen Heaven.