A sharp pain spread from his back, Fred lowered his head only to see that a wind blade had created a large fissure on his chest.
He felt his mind growing dark as he raised his gaze once again toward Noah, he could only have one last thought before life abandoned his body.
'He was just a bit stronger than Samuel back then.'
Then, his lifeless body began to fall from the sky, but Elder Laurel quickly grabbed it, she knew that Noah stored the corpses of the heroic cultivators that they killed.
"Are you ok?"
Elder Hope appeared in the air next to Noah and asked, she seemed really concerned about his condition.
"Yes, let me see his corpse."
Noah plainly answered as he neared Elder Laurel, a disappointed expression appeared on his face when his consciousness analyzed Fred's low waist.
'His dantian is wasted, there is nothing left in there, and even its tissues have been drained. Damned nobles.'
Noah cursed in his mind as he gestured to Laurel to keep the corpse, he had no use for it.
"How did you survive that attack? I'm quite sure that its power had reached the solid stage."
Elder Jason asked as he flew toward him, the rest of the group gathered around Noah too, their expressions showed how amazed they were after witnessing that accomplishment.
"My defense is good."
Noah casually answered before adding something else.
"And my element is darkness."
Noah's words reminded the other cultivators of his aptitude.
He was supposedly the weaker of the group due to his inexperience, but he still had one of the rarest aptitudes, his spells and attacks would naturally be more powerful compared to those of the other elements.
Of course, that answer alone didn't solve the doubts of the cultivators, not all of them at least.
They were experienced heroic cultivators who had lived for far longer than Noah and had accumulated way more experience, they knew that aptitude alone couldn't fill the gaps between the gaseous and solid stage.
They were sure that Noah hid some sort of secret, but they decided not to probe further, every cultivator had its secrets after all, it wasn't polite to investigate them.
"Can you continue the mission?"
Elder Hope asked when she saw that everyone had given up on probing Noah's power.
"Yes, but it would be better if I rested for a bit."
Hope's nodded to reply to Noah's answer, she gestured to the group to surveil the area while she accompanied Noah to the snowy ground.
"I'll contact the elders and make them handle the space-rings of the cultivators, they should have been sentries placed at the borders of the territories controlled by the Utra nation. Recover as much as you can while I reorganize the group."
Elder Hope spoke those words before flying back in the sky, Noah stared at her figure for a while before taking Lois' dantian and quickly eating it.
Chapter end
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