CHAPTER 3083 FAYZON LEAVEDEN
“He eats the hearts of children? Could that old man be a transformed demon beast or a Demonic Cultivator?” Quinley asked in shock upon hearing that.
After all, such an act was too appalling. No human cultivator would ever do something like that.
Zordey shook his head. “I'm not sure. No one knows if that guy belongs to the demon race. His aura is very peculiar.” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
“Peculiar?” Jared was taken aback.
He couldn't understand how someone's aura could be strange.
Zordey explained, “This Montane Daemon has an ever-changing aura. What you sense from him today will be entirely different tomorrow.”
Upon hearing that, Jared couldn't help but frown. Seriously? Something like this can actually happen?
Every individual possessed a unique aura. When encountering someone familiar, even if the other party's face was covered with a veil, their identity could be discerned by checking their aura as long as they didn't deliberately hide or alter it.
However, it would be impossible to distinguish someone by their aura if they could change it at will.
Could this guy be like me, possessing auras of three different races in his body? While Jared pondered, Montane Daemon had already landed atop a divine turtle.
“Sweetheart, let's have a nice ride.” Looking utterly relaxed, Montane Daemon sat cross-legged on the divine turtle's back.
However, the divine turtle growled and dashed ahead, thrashing around in an attempt to dislodge Montane Daemon from its shell.
Still, Montane Daemon remained steadily seated as if he were glued to the turtle's shell.
Just like that, the divine turtle struggled for half an hour. Gradually, it started to slow down, yet it still failed to shake Montane Daemon off its back.
Despite its fatigue, the divine turtle showed no signs of yielding and continued to writhe.
At that moment, a faint white light emanated from Montane Daemon. The white glow was gentle, much like the first rays of dawn, which were warm and comforting.
Everyone was astounded to feel the soothing sensation Montane Daemon's white radiance brought about. After all, he was a ferocious-looking man, yet he was capable of emitting that pure brilliance and serene aura.
Jared was shocked to his core after witnessing that. This Montane Daemon's aura changed so rapidly!
Enveloped by the glow, the divine turtle quieted down and stopped squirming.
Eventually, it roared and raised its head, signaling its total submission.
“D*mn! That old guy really managed to tame the divine turtle.”
“Who is he? That pure light earlier was so comforting.”
“Amazing! He's incredible!”
The crowd was surprised to see Montane Daemon subduing the divine turtle.
Still, many among the onlookers recognized Montane Daemon, and even they were similarly astonished because his reputation had never been well. As ruthless as he was, he incredulously gave off such a gentle aura.
At that moment, a man around thirty years old with pensive eyes jumped down from the most luxurious cabin at the top of the ship, uttering, “You truly live up to your name, Mr. Daemon! With your ever-changing aura, if you could also change your appearance at will, no one would be able to recognize you.”
At the sight of the newcomer, many hastily stepped aside, showing profound respect.
Even Zordey's expression changed, displaying evident tension.
“Do you know this man?” Taking in the changes in Zordey and the others' countenances, Jared figured his identity must be extraordinary.
“Of course. This man is called Fayzon Leaveden. He's the head of one of Demon Seal Alliance's subbranches, mainly responsible for exterminating the Demonic Cultivators showing up in this area,” Zordey whispered.