Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 168 Saved

Davis’s eyes flashed with a weak light as he looked beside him. A woman entered his line of vision and placed her hands on his shoulders.

A second passed before he heard her say in a doubtful, yet worried tone, "You seem fine..."

He noticed her relaxed and bewildered gaze and had at least realised that the other party possessed no bad will against him.

But ’fine’ was an understatement.

His soul felt incredibly weak, and he just wanted to take a rest and heal his damaged soul slowly.

This was the repercussion of using his own soul to block the physical prowess of the Ferocious Vulture.

The Ferocious Vulture loudly screeched, quickly approaching Davis even though it noticed the group. Its eyes were still bloodshot, causing it to be not at all bothered by the powerful group.

The woman stood up and pointed at the Ferocious Vulture, "Wind Blades!"

Ten formless swords formed around her, causing the air to vibrate from the sheer intensity of the blades as they rotated.

The Ferocious Vulture’s primal instinct kicked in just when those ten formless swords shot towards it at an incredible speed.

But by the time it reacted, it was already too late to evade completely.

It dodged sideways when it was suddenly hit with five formless swords on its right side of the body.

The swords pierced through its large body while the blood gushed out in excess from the injury.

It screeched in pain as it rolled over the sandy surface.

The woman made some hand signs and pointed at the Ferocious Vulture again, causing those swords which missed their targets to change direction.

Just when it finished rolling over, and finally stabilized as it looked over the sky, seeing another five swords near its face.

*Puchi!!*

The formless swords which bore wind energy penetrated its eyes and pierced the brain. Copious amounts of blood flowed down its head like a waterfall for a short time as the Ferocious Vulture twitched till it died.

’So strong...’ Davis looked at the woman who effortlessly killed the Ferocious Vulture without even breaking a sweat.

It was a Grand Beast Stage Magical Beast! But it was so easily killed by this woman who looked younger.

Davis found it hard to believe that he met someone this powerful. He had such luck in this land of nowhere?

For a moment, he thought he was some kind of protagonist of a novel for having a plot armour like this.

He then sighed as he didn’t think his life would truly be in danger in a short time, even though he just escaped from the Severed Mountain Stretches.

In short, he understood that he overestimated himself, but knew that events such as this was inevitable and not his fault.

After all, he didn’t go provoke or attack that Ferocious Vulture.

He wryly laughed as he thought, ’Having a piece of flesh in my body also invites disaster?’

He shook his head ruefully.

What could he expect from a beast? To let him go?

’Wishful thinking...’ Davis mocked himself for his complacency.

The woman gave a few commands to her men and looked at the boy with an inspecting gaze. The men followed her commands and proceeded to store the corpses of those vultures.

Davis stood up and looked at her as he narrowed his eyes, ignoring the pain that clutched his soul.

If he didn’t deal with this properly then they might become his enemy, but he was not afraid. Honestly, even though they were quite powerful, their soul cultivation was quite weak.

All this time from having the death note, his soul could vaguely feel whether the other party’s soul was stronger than him or not.

He clasped his hands as he said, "Young Miss has saved me from the clutches of death. I, Davis, owe young miss a favour..."

His voice echoed out childishly causing the woman and some men to blink their eyes rapidly.

Davis could speak crisply but he decided to act like the present him.

A 12-year-old boy with a height of 5’ 1". He thought of hiding his name but no one here could recognise him here in any way.

As he looked at their reactions, it seemed as if the woman and the men communicated through soul transmission.

’They seem to be cautious of me...’ Davis thought, then he didn’t understand, ’Why did they save me then?’

The woman finally opened her mouth, "Where do you come from?"

"I just left the mountains after I mourned my master for 3 days and 3 nights." Davis didn’t bat an eye as he lied.

He unceremoniously killed off his non-existent master.

His voice was childish yet solemn, causing one to take his words seriously.

He continued with a wry tone, "I just didn’t think that I would be so as unlucky to be targeted by a powerful magical beast..."

The woman narrowed her eyes in suspicion. After what seemed to be like a long time of observing, she sighed gently, "It seems you really are a human child..."

A few question marks appeared behind Davis, causing her to laugh gently.

The others also laughed at the comical sight as they saw the lightning-attributed question marks.

"You surprisingly know how to be humourous? Unexpected..." The woman continued, "You see, I thought that you were either an old monster disguising or the child of a Sky Grade Magical Beast... or even possibly the child of an unknown Spirit Race."

"I checked your cultivation while you were injured and verified that you were a human child, but I just couldn’t believe that as you are quite powerful for your age."

"Silver Stage, Peak Energy Condensation Stage, and I couldn’t see through your soul, undoubtedly meaning that it is stronger than mine... stronger than Peak-Level Young Soul Stage..."

The woman had many questions she wanted to ask, such as how he cultivated the soul to that boundary before reaching Revolving Core Stage but knew it was rude and could quite possibly worsen the situation.

So she just opened her mouth as she returned the respect by clasping her hands, "My name is Su Hualing, and I am one of the three vice heads of Cloud Spring Mercenaries!"