Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 218 The Soul Body

In the room, there was a bed which looked it hadn’t been used for a long time, a mirror framed beside the bed and a door leading to someplace he had no idea about.

Even seeing and sensing that there was no danger, he still didn’t dare to drop his guard.

Suddenly, the mirror rippled and Davis saw something that left a profound impression on him as his heart pounded.

A wizened old man slowly floated out from the mirror and looked at Davis with a piercing light.

It was a soul body, one that made him known that it possessed powers at least comparable to a Seventh Stage Soul Forging Cultivation Expert.

Davis felt all his secrets being left out in the open. He got the impression that no matter what he did, he wouldn’t be able to defeat this entity that appeared in front of him.

The pressure the wizened old man emitted left him speechless and stiff in despair.

After what seemingly went like a long time, the old man opened his mouth with disbelief etched on his face, "Twelve years old, with a Soul Forging Cultivation Base of High-Level Adult Soul Stage..."

"Hahaha! The heaven’s hadn’t forsaken me! Finally!"

Davis looked at the laughing crazed old man who was full of wrinkles in anxiety but it slowly changed into one of terror.

’Am I going to get possessed?’ Such thoughts were endlessly expanding in his mind.

He couldn’t help think that way because the old man looked at him like he was savoring his prey.

Even Fallen Heaven had promptly informed him that it cannot do anything to this existence in front of him.

The old man waved his arm and the next moment Davis thought he would be dead but he was astonished to find the formless shackles no longer binding him.

In turn, he moved his head to look at the mirror which turned into a projection.

Davis’s eyes widened!

An image formed on the mirror, no, it was a projection, a display of a massacre.

He looked at the Fifth Stage Experts who would’ve given him a life and death battle, easily fade away like some roadside dust.

What disappeared wasn’t their body but their souls which got eerily absorbed into a formation.

Every soul in the formation gave off a reluctant cry before disappearing into the void, their soul bodies vanishing into thin air.

Only Elder Severin, Elder Walter, Elder Norbert, Hadian, Mulia and a few others who were at the Six Stage like Mulia’s uncle managed to survive.

Yet their expressions were of struggle and pain!

They only managed to survive because numerous talismans appeared from their bodies and suddenly broke, illuminating their bodies but the lights were quickly disappearing as if they were running out of energy!

...

Davis felt chill running up his spine.

All, all of their souls were extracted and sucked into a formation. The sight of it reminded Davis his own methods albeit, quite differently.

When he saw their souls being sucked out without any resistance, he momentarily thought that this old man also possessed another Death Book, yet it didn’t take him long to realize that this was a result of absolute power.

"Hmm? Surprisingly, your enemies managed to survive with the help of those Peak-Level Sky Grade Protective Talismans! Fine! Fine! I’ll use another formation to take care of them." The old man sighed as if he was comforting Davis and was about to flick his hand.

"Wait!" Davis shouted.

The old man stopped and slowly glanced at Davis, "What? Don’t you want your enemies dead?"

Davis looked at him, trying to move his mouth. The terror slowly faded out of him when he realized that this old man meant him no harm! At least on the surface!

He took a deep breath and asked politely as possible, "Who the hell are you?"

"A feisty one? Good! Your personality also perfectly fits my requirements!"

Davis narrowed his eyes. Although he guessed that the old man wouldn’t harm him now, he couldn’t predict what the old man had in store for him.

Besides, he wanted to understand why this old man summoned him to this place while also buying time to calculate an escape route.

"What are you killing people for?" Davis asked, his eyes slightly glancing aside.

"Aren’t they your enemies? Actually, stop searching for exits, you won’t find one..."

Davis winced in caution. The old man had easily found out his intentions.

"All of them are not my enemies.." He replied, ignoring the old man’s statement.

The old man’s eyes twitched, "Don’t tell me I killed some of your acquaintances just now..."

"Not yet..." Davis rolled his eyes.

Now he was half sure that the old man was trying to help him though he didn’t know why exactly.

"What do you want? Why did you summon me here?"

The old man’s soul body flickered and appeared in front of Davis in an instant.

Davis took a step back involuntarily.

It seemed that he was still afraid of this unknown entity who was capable of playing him to death.

The old man looked at him and uttered while his eyes flashed, "I want you to take revenge for me!"

Davis’s eyes flickered and thought of refusing but didn’t directly do, "You are already this strong in your soul form, yet you want to kill me your enemies who forced you into this state when you were in your prime?"

The old man smiled and nodded, "Smart..."

’Smart my ass...’ Davis silently cursed yet his expression was the same. Couldn’t the old man tell that he was indirectly refusing!?

"What makes you think I can do it?" Davis tried to argue as he knew that he couldn’t directly refuse.

"With a mere bone age of 12, you managed to reach High-Level Adult Soul Stage. Tell me, if you aren’t qualified, then who is?"

"I dabbed and experimented with Soul Cultivation a lot, and the power I have right can now be said to be a mistake! My Soul Comprehension is severely lacking right now..." Davis casually cooked up a lie and added some truth in it.

"Hahaha, young ones are so talented and especially you! Did you truly survive experimenting with your Soul as a basis? You’re really loved by the heavens, eh? As a matter of fact, I even saved you just a moment ago... The heavens really did send you to me here!"

Davis’s eyes twitched.

The excuse he gave was turned into one which supported the other party’s claim, further strengthening the old man’s drivel.