Divine Emperor of Death

Before the broken cracks of space could engulf the dead wind spirit, Davis reached out his hand and concentrated on retrieving the head and the spatial ring. His soul force quickly wrapped around the fleshy remains he required as he severed them with the help of the suction force from the spatial cracks.

The spatial tear was thin yet stretched long and tall as it cleaved the land. Therefore, it quickly stitched back, and the space returned back to normalcy.

Such sharpness left the spirits sucking in a cold breath of air.

How could a Peak-Level Spirit Ancestor who could fight a level above be just killed in one swing?

Even Nightveil, who had just clashed with the third heavenly tribulation lightning, couldn't help but glance at Davis as her eyes shook, her pupils reflecting the unbelievable scene.

On the other hand, Davis became satisfied that he managed to save the hand with the spatial ring and the head. After all, the remains were forcefully sucked into the spatial cracks in the brief time it was open.

He smiled at the spatial ring in his palm before he stored it, raising his head to look at the others, who still appeared dumbfounded as they looked at him.

'I guess that's normal...'

He inwardly commented.

After all, he used Fallen Heaven's death energy to strike that wind spirit. How could that spirit of the same level even survive a strike that could take down an entity that's three or more levels higher than Peak-Level Ninth Stage?

Due to the mind-boggling speed of the wind spirit, he had no choice but to showcase his true strength.

*Bang!~*

The fourth heavenly tribulation lightning struck down the next moment, causing Nightveil to clench her teeth and spread her hands. The black scythe in front of her shook before it started to spin with an insane speed, defending against the lightning strike that crashed.

Clearly, she had used a defensive technique at this moment, meaning that she was beginning to near her limits.

The black scythe and the heavenly lightning strike kept devouring each other, their darkness and lightning clashing with intensity, but strangely, the space didn't crack as though an invisible aura was strengthening the space. Before long, Nightveil ultimately won out as the heavenly lightning strike's energy was exhausted. However, she already looked a bit tired, which caused Davis's eyes to flash.

"Don't fail. If you fail, there is no meaning in me killing this unknown wind spirit today."

Davis truly had no idea what kind of wind spirit he had killed. Neither did he bother knowing at the moment as he turned to look at the other spirits.

"Remember I already gave you my last warning? Still, I won't be ruthless like before, so escape if you can."

*Whoosh!~*

Davis disappeared from the gaze as he used the Waning Twilight Phantasm Steps. It caused the plethora of Peak-Level Spirit Ancestor Stage Spirits to visible panic, and even the Lustrous Soaring Dawn Spirit's scalp turned numb. Still, he clenched his teeth and ordered.

"Everyone, attack together! Clearly, he isn't strong as he had shown before, as that could just be a sacrificial technique that could only be used once! He isn't hiding to hunt or scare us but hiding to recuperate from his internal injuries!"

The other spirits became doubtful as they looked at each other. This kind of thinking was apt and more likely to be the case. The metal spirit who had been horrified and angered by the death of someone he considered a brother was also inclined to believe this was the case. His amber skin shone with a lustrous light, appearing to be a mixture of gold, and the starry sky threatened to instantly weigh the world with his force.

He had thought that ganging up was dishonorable, but now, he deeply regretted that he didn't make a big move before.

While hiding, Davis was flabbergasted. The skies suddenly turned the hue of starry black and gold, causing him to feel suppressed. However, he was even more taken aback by their statements that decided that he was hiding to recuperate from his internal injuries.

He looked at them like they were a bunch of retarded spirits.

How many times does he have to show them his power for them to understand that he could kill them in an instant?

'My kindness isn't cheap...'

Davis felt intensely angered for his mercy to be slighted like this. He took a step forward and rushed into their ranks.

"The difference between the subsequent levels in the Ninth Stage is steep, and the gaps become wider as the level advances."

His voice resounded when a Peak-Level Spirit Ancestor Stage Light Spirit who advanced heard him. He was not a Lustrous Soaring Dawn Spirit but had still ranked higher in his Spirit Attribute Source Form. However, his head mysteriously separated from his neck while his body kept flying forwards for a while before blood splashed from the severed neck.

As for the head, it was already inside Davis's spatial ring and what was in his hand was a manifested scythe similar to Nightveil's.

The other spirits were shocked to see a headless body plunge before they witnessed the human appearing with a purple lantern on his palm, possessing a purple wisp inside.

*Rumble!~*

The tribulation clouds roared before it sent a bolt of lightning crashing down again. Amidst the region of darkness, it was like a terrifying and enormous snake that came crashing down from the heavens. When it neared Nightveil, it struck the scythe and caused her to be sent flying back while the scythe received the massive attack and was destroyed in an instant.

The bolt of lightning still traveled down in a straight line and struck Nightveil, but she punched out with a certain amount of force as her energy turned darkness before enveloping the arc of blue-lightning, devouring it instead.

Instantly, she turned to look at the battlefield and became shocked to see purple flames flow like a sea as its waves envelop the skies. It caught up to the numerous spirits who ran for their lives, engulfing them in its seething yet overbearing energy as it burned them.

"Ahhh!!!"

Wretched screams of pain resounded as the spirits were helpless against it. They defended the first round of purple flames with their own attacks, but there was an unlimited amount of purple flame wisps being launched at them that certain spirits instantly ran for their lives, collapsing the defensive line.

From there on, their only fate was to be touched by the purple flame wisp and incinerated into cinders.

"Stop!"

The Lustrous Soaring Dawn Spirit and the metal spirit bellowed at Davis as they approached him from both sides. They had chosen to go after Nightveil first, but looking at their spirit ancestors getting overwhelmed even though he was suppressed by one of them, they had no choice but to step up.

Radiant golden light shone as the world turned bright, forming into a majestic sword formation that soared into the air before shooting towards Davis. The metal spirit also threw an additional attack, his palm extending into a black-golden palm as it came crashing down on Davis.

Davis's expression was calm as he used the Waning Twilight Phantasm Steps and disappeared from his location. Instantly, an array of golden swords and black-gold palm crushed the space he was in, splitting open a space crack that was a hundred meters wide.

The expressions of the Lustrous Soaring Dawn Spirit and metal spirit appeared complacent as they could see that there was no way the human could escape from both their attacks, especially after space had cracked. Even the slightest bit of aura would leak as the human would panic, but since they didn't find any, they assumed that he was sucked into the spatial crack, got rid of for good.

Although a few of their spirits were also absorbed into the wide spatial crack, they nodded that it was a necessary sacrifice and turned to look at Nightveil.

*Rumble!~*

The sixth heavenly lightning strike fell. Its blue-colored lightning body shone with a golden hue as it struck Nightveil's dark barrier that she formed above.

*Bang!~*

At the same time, a world of darkness surrounded the clash. Nightveil's golden eyes were shining with an intense light when the lightning struck her, the surrounding world of darkness engulfing her and suppressing the lightning inside her darkness-shrouded figure before it devoured them.

The lightning crackling on her body surprisingly died down. However, she severely shuddered before she spat a mouthful of blood the next moment!

"Heh! Hideous, vile-natured woman. You think you can devour a bolt of heavenly tribulation lightning with your spirit body like you devoured my tribe? How arrogant'¦"

The Lustrous Soaring Dawn Spirit sneered before he gestured towards the metal spirit.

"Kill her."