Chapter 1493 - Kicking Around
Sect Master Bing Luli clenched her teeth and was about to follow them in pursuit, taking a step forward when a soul transmission fell on her mind.
"Don’t chase them." Ancestor Wan Lanying spoke, "Without sister Bing Hua, we can’t possibly match that Martial Overlord’s prowess. Also, you heard that Larzen Metaxas. He was chasing that Martial Overlord for their stolen riches. It’s not our problem, and Elizar Yantra is already dead at this rate. We have no need to interfere."
"I apologize, Ancestor. Today, I was overly excited and enraged that I lost my composure."
"It’s fine. It isn’t every day that you see a sc.u.m of that caliber. I was angered as much as you, but the only difference was that I stopped to think of the consequences while you throw that away when you’re in a battle. You need to work on your short-tempered character, Luli’er."
Sect Master Bing Luli wryly smiled. She was cool as ice when nothing influenced her emotions, but she would burst out like a volcano once it did.
Years of meditation didn’t seem to be capable of changing her character, so why bother?
She looked into the distance and saw that all four silhouettes had disappeared into the horizon, not even visible as a dot. She could only feel the three of their undulations blazing while the unknown powerhouse didn’t even give a semblance of his undulations, just flying purely with the physical might of his body.
’Just who was that person?’ She wondered again in curiosity
The recipient of the curiosity rapidly flew, his legs hitting the empty air, creating a sonic boom as he rushed past cities as if they were small villages.
Davis looked back and saw that he had already gained considerable distance enough to lose them.
"Bastard! Stop! Otherwise, the Poison Lord wouldn’t leave you alive!"
"We can talk this out, fellow powerhouse! As long as you give back that spatial ring that belongs to our Flowing Mist Sect, anything is negotiable."
While Devil Bane and Ancestor Larzen Metaxas screamed on top of their lungs, Davis had his eyes elsewhere.
’Damn, I want that Scythe...’
Looking at that Low-Level Emperor Grade Scythe in Devil Bane’s grasp, Davis drooled, but he shook his head, considering that he shouldn’t abandon Yama, his Grieving Emerald Scythe that had been tempered to Peak-Level King Grade by Sophie’s grandfather Grand Elder Krax Alstreim.
The armament spirits had feelings, as he could infer with his Heart Intent.
He didn’t know if Yama could be improved again, but considering that this Emperor Grade Scythe’s owner had done many evil deeds, the armament’s spirit might also have a similar mindset, which didn’t sit well with him.
Even now, while he was being chased, he could feel their killing intent and sinister aura blazing out, trying to intimidate him. It was as if two poisonous serpents were eyeing him from behind, trying to make him panic, but it didn’t even do anything to him as he was the host of even more ominous power. Nevertheless, their sinister aura was also the reason the righteous powerhouses were holding back.
When the wicked path attacked, they were generally ruthless, unlike the righteous path, which won’t go all out most of the time as many matters are solved diplomatically rather than using their fists.
It was unknown how many people Devil Bane and Blood Thorn had killed and dyed that scythe in the blood of innocents. Maybe not more than him, but the difference was that he killed millions for survival, and they killed thousands or hundred thousands for fun.
Therefore, he also didn’t want Devil Bane’s scythe. However...
’I can still melt it down and use its recycled ore to upgrade my Grieving Emerald Scythe, but I don’t know what kind of raw materials he used to create that scythe or if it is even compatible with my scythe...’
Coughing out a copious amount of blood, he moved his eyes towards the person who made him faint and carried him all the way to this desolate place before his lips faintly moved.
"Why...?"
Davis slowly descended while Nadia remained concealed. He didn’t say anything while the new black-colored wolf mask remained concealing his identity. Once he stood beside the fallen Elizar Yantra, his foot moved.
*Bang!~*
"AhhhH!!!!"
A kick to the ribs sent Elizar Yantra flying while he miserably screamed again, crashing into the mountain wall. He plummeted to the surface and bumped again, appearing as if he was unable to do anything before he strugglingly opened his mouth.
"Wait! Who-"
*Bang!~*
"AH!"
Davis kicked him on the ribs again while the sound of bones shattering could be heard amidst the resounding scream. Elizar Yantra rolled over, spitting out copious amounts of blood. His eyes were blurry, making him feel dizzier by the second, but he knew that his life was on the line, so he didn’t dare to faint again.
Moreover, knowing that this person probably took him away from seven powerhouses single-handedly, he didn’t dare to slight him in the least!
*Bang!~*
Davis neared and kicked him again, but this time, he didn’t send him flying. He stomped him, crushing the bones on his last leg.
"Ah!!! No!! Ah!!! It hurts! It hurts! Stop!!! Please spare me!!!"
Davis didn’t stop. He repeatedly kicked him all over his body, making his bones crushed, especially at the severed part of his body, making him cry miserably. Tears ran like a river from his eyes while he possessed a pleading expression on his face, unable to move.
Davis lifted up his legs far high into the sky, his soles about to strike the place where Elizar Yantra feared the most.
"NooooOO!!!"
Elizar Yantra’s eyes trembled as he screamed, and looking at his pathetic display, terrified while not understanding why he was even attacking him, Davis lowered his leg and finally spoke.
"Guess where you are right now..."
Elizar Yantra’s eyes became a bit hopeful when this terrifying person finally talked. He gulped and looked around, but with his soul incredibly pressured by the other party’s soul force, he wasn’t able to locate where he was.
"I... I don’t know..."
In the end, he clenched his teeth and spoke while Davis grinned.
"You are in the Forsaken Phoenix Realm, the place where the Ice and Fire Phoenix Inheritance is, you know? You’re honored, right?"
Elizar Yantra’s eyes blinked before his expression froze.
"Forsaken Phoenix Realm!?"