Torturing A Half-Bird

As the fiery glow faded amidst the vines that trapped the soul, Rai Zenflame's face became visible. But at this moment, his expression was miserable, to say the least, not to mention horrified as he didn't show an ounce of calm as he trembled like a cornered prey.

It was unknown what Deathseeker did to him, but Davis's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, slashing the pitch-black scythe at Rai Zenflame's soul.

"Ahhh! It hurts!!!"

Rai Zenflame let out a miserable scream as the scythe cleaved past him from head to toe, but his soul still held together, seemingly not having taken much damage.

Davis sneered, knowing that it was Level Nine Immortal King Stage Soul and that it could endure a lot of damage as his cultivation base was low enough not to inflict much damage.

*Ssh~* *Ssh~* *Ssh~*

Death energy reveled in the scythe as it made numerous slashes on Rai Zenflame, spinning like a tornado.