Soul Cultivator

His sword clashed with the level 9 beast, but the sheer power behind his attack was no joke. How could a level 9 beast rival his elemental master level power.

The beast went flying back, its attacking paws severed, blood leaking from the wounds.

It growled in pain, but Harry hadn't had enough time to notice.

Instead of continuing his attack, he lured them backward.

Elemental master level beast tried to attack but Harry had already shifted to his defensive styler where he used serpent stride to dodge all attacks.

With each strike, he guided them closer to the Elemental Master level 2 beast who was still chomping on the corpse.

But in beasts eyes Harry was getting pushed toward it, the beast abandoned its half-eaten meal and rushed toward him.

As it approached, Harry's lips twitched—a terrifying grin appeared on his face.

He had his own plans for approaching the beast.