Chapter 2002: Death And Darkness
"Not bad. You managed to dodge my Spiraling Darkness Well. If you were completely hit by it, your flesh would’ve started to corrode, and in the end, nothing would be left, not even ashes as it ends up devoured by the darkness corrosion itself."
Myria explained, her tone amused.
The spiraling darkness disappeared, causing Davis to look at Myria.
His sapphire eyes were solemn as he sensed her prowess that was two levels higher than Peak-Level Ninth Stage. Moreover, her cultivation became clear at this moment. She was also at Mid-Level Emperor Soul Stage.
However, the strangest thing was that he felt that she was still hiding her prowess.
’Is she matching my prowess?’
Just a while ago, he released his Mid-Level Emperor Soul Stage undulations and revealed a prowess at two levels higher than Peak-Level Ninth Stage, so rather than believing that she possessed the same power as him, he was inclined to believe that she matched his prowess.
Nonetheless, a teasing curve appeared on his lips.
"Did calling you an old woman make you mad?"
"The moment we came here, the battle started. Besides, why would I get mad over a little boy’s amusing attempt at teasing?"
Myria shook her head, her voice disappointed, "Your attempts at making me mad is childish, is what I would say."
"Tsk, tsk. I’ll have to ask Ellia about this if you’re telling the truth or not."
Davis laughed as his arm raised, his hand pointed to her direction when his index finger raised.
Abruptly, a beam of death energy from his finger directly shot towards Myria’s calm figure. Its speed was incredible that it caused Myria to widen her eyes. However, she calmly raised her two hands adjoined her palm, connecting all her fingers as she made a triangle symbol.
In response to her actions, a triangle of darkness appeared in front of her, shielding her front.
The death beam nor the darkness technique was unable to tear space, becoming a testament to the stability of this space at the cost of being chaotic at the edges.
*Bang!~*
However, when the techniques struck and disintegrated into nothingness, tiny spatial cracks appeared near Myria. Nonetheless, the darkness triangle hadn’t disappeared, still protecting her.
Davis’s eyes appeared contemplative. His normal prowess was at two levels above Peak-Level Ninth Stage. However, if he used his Death Laws, it would increase significantly, almost reaching the peak, but Myria’s technique was still able to defend against him.
At the same time, Myria’s Darkness Laws reminded him of Evernight’s Darkness Laws, but different than Myria’s, it was able to create its own space and engulf while Myria’s Darkness Laws purely concentrated on destruction and corrosion, making it far more powerful and effective against destructive attacks as opposed to tricky ones like yin.
Davis’s pupils suddenly shrunk, causing him to retreat at this moment. However, the predicted danger didn’t appear but from his side after he moved. The image of Myria hovering high above him disappeared as she appeared beside him, her figure enveloped in darkness.
They all congregated towards multiple points, forming spikes as they struck towards Davis.
Davis snorted and pressed his palm towards the spokes. Because he retreated, it gave him ample time to store death energy and use it for an attack, causing him to unleash it at her without reserve.
"Death Fiend’s Palm."
A strange kind of ripple appeared in space as Davis rotated his hand, his robes almost tearing from the sheer force of the move. Death energy flowed both internally and externally, through his meridians and surrounding his arm in a cyclonic manner, connecting to five fingers and the steady palm.
When they all combined, immense pressure descended on Myria.
*Bang!*
The Death Fiend Palm instantly crushed the darkness spikes, but at the same time, darkness spikes appeared from all directions except where Davis was, sinking into the deathly palm as they caused it to collapse. However, the darkness spikes also collapsed.
There was no explosion, but the resulting clash caused the world to sunder, spatial tears appearing in four different directions as they stretched a few meters apart.
Having her technique destroyed two times, Myria tried to retreat as she hovered back with an impassive glint in her eyes.
However, Davis suddenly appeared in front of her and caught her wrist and flipped her aside, or rather, he was forced to let go as darkness tainted his palm, engaging in a fierce battle with his death energy. Before he could erase it, a dark arrow shot towards him while he fiercely waved his other palm, causing a surge of grayish-black death energy to stretch like a net before they shred the darkness arrow apart.
With that, the both of them retreated a few kilometers away, the kind of distance that could be crossed in less than a second for them.
"Do you have the Malevolent Darkness Soul to be capable of using Light Laws and Darkness Laws at the same time?"
"You keep asking too many questions."
Myria disappeared as darkness enveloped her, allowing Davis to understand that she used concealment technique to appear beside him unnoticed previously.
"Well, as the little boy you claim me to be, I’m naturally curious of the world and women, maybe even your strange existence that shouldn’t exist in a normal scenario."
Davis chuckled as he cautiously looked around, still not able to see her or even sense her, for that matter. The feeling of danger never left him for a second, allowing him to understand that she was a paramount existence that he would require Fallen Heaven’s might to defeat as expected.
"You’re right. I am strange but also unique, and so is Ellia."
A ghastly figure emerged right in front of Davis, causing his pupils to fiercely constrict and instinctively defend as a wall of death energy emerged.
Myria pushed her hand towards him, unafraid of his death energy with her arm and body clad in darkness. She passed through the wall of death energy like a phantom bird. However, Davis was no longer there, but even then, there was no hint of panic in her eyes as she raised her head above.
A wave of grayish-black energy plunged like a comet, intending to strike Myria. The deathly pressure that it emanated would’ve caused even an equal-level opponent to freeze instinctively, but Myria’s body that was clad in darkness abruptly exuded light as she shot out of the way with extreme speed.
Looking at her escaping figure, Davis didn’t follow. He flicked his sleeves and salvaged whatever death energy he could from the gaseous death energy he threw at Myria. He knew that this was going to be an uphill battle, one that might possibly end in his defeat.
"You’re still suppressing your prowess, aren’t you?"
Davis nonchalantly asked, his expression filled with composure even though his eyes were shining with admiration.
Once Myria gained enough distance, she stopped, her body engulfed in a holy light that caused Davis to be awestruck. She turned to look at him with calm eyes.
"That’s to be expected, no?"
"Haha." Davis laughed, "You still see me as a child. Understandable, but don’t say you underestimated me later on and cry foul."
"That won’t happen. I can unabashedly say that I’ve been defeated a lot of times but not in the same realm. My cultivation is indeed at Mid-Level Emperor Soul Stage, almost nearing High-Level Emperor Soul Stage. Judging from your prowess, it’s logical to think that you’ve created an Emperor Sigil, which is admirable and even an extreme feat for someone in this desolate place."
After saying all this, Myria’s shoulders actually sank.
"However, do you seriously think you can defeat me with that kind of prowess and such low comprehension of Death Laws?"
Davis smirked instead of becoming angered.
"Indeed, my comprehension of Death Laws hasn’t kept up with my cultivation. Since I’m at the Ninth Stage, my Death Laws must have at least reached Level Six Intent if I’m going to call myself a supreme genius, but it’s still at Level One. However, you don’t need to worry about that as my comprehension will eventually catch up."
"I hope so. If your talent is insufficient that your master can’t help you anymore, I can help you."
Davis blinked before he laughed.
"Haha, I don’t want charity. If we miraculously come to an agreement after this battle, perhaps, we could reach a kind of cooperation where we reward each other if we completed certain tasks."
Myria’s lips curled as she couldn’t help but smile with a bit of admiration and disappointment, "Seems like you are loyal to your master."
"Oh, you still remember my master who scared you away?"
"Scared me away...?"
Myria blinked before she shook her head, "I’m not afraid of death. In truth, your master Chu Feng has let go of the opportunity to erase me. He should be the one afraid of death the moment I reached the Ninth Stage."
"Oh, why do you say that?"
Davis’s eyes narrowed while he kept digging for more clues. She actually believed his bullshit about Chu Feng, even going as to imagine him as ’Master Chu Feng’ and wanted to kill for some reason judging by her words!?