Whoosh!
In a flash, Xia Ping left the valley and appeared several miles away, in front of a cliff. There, he looked at the Doom Crow pinned to it.
Blood dripped from the Doom Crow, staining the ground red. It was no longer as arrogant as before. It couldn't even curse him, no matter how much it wanted to.
"You're still alive?"
Xia Ping raised an eyebrow. He'd aimed for the Doom Crow's heart, hoping to kill the monster with one shot, but he hadn't expected to miss.
He hadn't actually missed. At the critical moment, the Doom Crow had twisted its body, causing the arrow to strike somewhere else.
The wound would have been fatal to a human, but for a monster, it was severe without being deadly.
Given enough time, it would surely recover completely.
"You wretched human! How dare you treat the great Doom Crow like this? Do you know what terrible misfortune this will bring upon you? Do you know—"
When Xia Ping came over, the Doom Crow seemed to have regained some strength. It glared at him viciously and began cursing, still trying to intimidate him.
"Die!"
Xia Ping couldn't be bothered to listen to the Doom Crow's nonsense. He suddenly threw a punch, intending to smash its head.
"Wait, human! Just wait!" The Doom Crow had been putting on a show, trying to frighten Xia Ping with its status as a Demon King Descendant. It hadn't expected the guy to completely ignore what it said.
He hadn't even planned to hear it out. Instead, he'd thrown a punch, aiming to smash its head.
The Doom Crow nearly wet itself in terror. It stopped pretending and hurriedly shouted.
"Wait for what?" Xia Ping punched, but the Doom Crow was a Doom Crow, after all. At