583 Shattered 1 (1/2)

Dyon quietly stood beside Elder Daiyu's hulking corpse, calming himself. He had to focus on making the most efficient use of the Acacia family technique, or else this would all be useless.

Usually, using any of the Ancient Elvin techniques was child's play for Dyon. However, things are only truly put into perspective when observing how those with less abnormal souls handle utilizing the technique. Ri, for example, only uses the Tree of Life and Death in dire situations, not daring to use it as flippantly as Dyon.

Unfortunately, now that Dyon was in a position where his soul talent was whittling away along with his soul strength and stamina, he had no choice but to be as frugal with his soul as others were.

Just as Dyon was about to manifest the technique, his brows suddenly scrunched as his soul picked up the faint touch of something odd.

'What…' Although Dyon looked confused, he recovered to speak.

”Are you going to continue hiding? Or should I just devour your remaining soul now?” Dyon spoke directly to the corpse, using bits of his remaining stamina to hide his voice from Loki with music will. If he was correct in his assumption, he could afford to do such a thing now.

”What use is there in speaking with me, demon. Just hurry how and kill me.” Elder Daiyu's voice sounded out, although it was much weaker than ever before.

Although Dyon was a bit confused at first, with a brief explanation from the Dragon King and his own deductions, he began to understand.

Elder Daiyu was a former dao formation expert. As a martial warrior having reached that level, even if his soul lagged behind by an entire large cultivation barrier, he would have still managed to grow a celestial level soul. As a result, that soul would be able to survive even in the case of the death of the body for however long that person's remaining life span was.

However, since Elder Daiyu's soul was heavily damaged, it was likely that his soul wouldn't last that long.

Essentially, Elder Daiyu's soul had gained the necessary characteristics to survive independently of a body, but it no longer had the power to do so. As a result, he was in this odd in between where he was very conscious of himself slowly dying.

”I only wanted to here if the pathetic old man in front of me had any last words. The fact you still somehow think I'm the Dragon King is irrelevant to me. You've long since lost my respect, and I won't be sparing the Daiyu family. You can consider them gone along with your death.” Dyon spoke calmly. To anyone watching, it was as though he didn't have the threat of Loki looming over his head. In fact, it was as though he was heavily injured at all even though few would even be able to be conscious under such harsh wounds.