Chapter 5189 Demon Princess
- The golden arc tore through the air, its promise of annihilation locking the elder in place. He could only stare as the blade-radiance swelled, filling his pupils with blinding light. A wet crack followed. His head spiraled skyward, blood fountaining from the severed neck and streaking the clouds crimson. The wide-eyed head tumbled a few times before thudding onto the broken earth, life already fled.
- Flaxseed hauled himself from the crater, one hand pressed to his bruised chest. He stopped beside Jared and studied the severed head, then the demon cultivators shaking nearby. “Kid, that was a little extreme,” he muttered.
- Jared replied, “Mercy toward an enemy is cruelty toward yourself. When they treat human lives like weeds, we owe them nothing.”