Divine Emperor of Death

"Wait! We're not here to be hostile to you!"

The golden-robed bulky man with two horns on his head, Slor Rocksunder, quickly raised his hands at Davis in surrender as a barrier quickly formed around him. As for the others behind him, they quickly took out weapons. Swords, sabers, and spears were instantly pointed at Davis.

However, it caused the golden-robed man to seethe with anger and anxiety.

"Fools! Keep your weapons inside!"

Only after he said it that the others come out of their reverie, their faces turning embarrassed as they realized that they were scared by the threat the Emperor of Death posed.

Davis had stopped in front of them, hovering. He didn't make a move, but any cultivator would know that one would only need an instant to make a killing move when one's prowess was higher than the other party.

Life was fleeting and as ordinary as the clouds. If they were not careful, they might leak blood and disappear.

Slor Rocksunder understood this. His big eyes, which were narrowed, tried to curve into a smile.

"Emperor of Death, we have not come to battle you."

"Why should I trust your words?" Davis's lips curved in derision, "When I'm outside and outnumbered, perhaps overpowered, I'm usually in a fight or flight state, giving little attention to reason, so choose your words carefully."

Slor Rocksunder nodded as though he could understand it, and the ones behind him couldn't agree more as they had just done something like that, quickly taking out their weapons once they sensed danger intruding upon their precious lives.

"I carry the Patriarch's transmission with me."

Slor Rocksunder reached out his hand and presented Davis with a bluish-grey stone that suddenly hovered and began to light up as it gave off undulations.

Abruptly, the image of the Earth Dragon Patriarch, Klavius Rocksunder, appeared in Davis's view. He didn't seem to be particularly looking at him, but he gazed in his direction, remaining silent for a moment before he opened his mouth.

"Young Emperor of Death, I've considered many possibilities over offending you and many other possibilities over befriending you. Either way, I'm in a spot as the clan elders do not necessarily follow my words to the fullest. I can only not give you trouble in your sect, so when you grow into a frightening man, have this Patriarch's words in your heart and consider our future together even if some elements of my Earth Dragon Clan were to act against you."

"This is a dragon's selfish request, and that's all there is to it. Whether you decide to act by my words or not will decide my views and actions against you in the future."

*Boom!~*

The Resonance Stone abruptly shattered, leaving behind shattered shards that turned into ice as they flew down the sinkhole.

Meanwhile, Davis's brows couldn't help but twitch as he heard Earth Dragon Patriarch's plea, his lips curving into a disdainful smile.

"You expect me to take a decision upon hearing this vague and indirect kind of negotiation? This is like swinging your hand and accidentally slapping someone and then saying that it isn't your fault but the fault of one who stood in the swing's trajectory."

"..."

Slor Rocksunder didn't answer, not knowing how to respond to Davis's statement.

"Furthermore, he said that he could only help me not encounter trouble here? Do you think you all can trouble me?"

Davis's voice became a few degrees colder as he leaned, looking as though he was going to leap and swipe them dead. Amidst the icy terrain, it was like pouring a bucket of cold water against them, causing them to feel an intense chill.

However, Slor Rocksunder appeared frowning as he answered.

"We may not be, but surely, our seniors could..."

Davis nodded and straightened his posture, "It's good that you know your position."

Slor Rocksunder looked at Davis with complicated eyes.

Ever since the wedding, it became clear to him that the Emperor of Death was unbeatable within the same realm. Although everyone suppressed their cultivation to his level, everyone believed that he had that dark-attributed wolf on him at all times. In that case, the only disciples who could possibly pose a threat to him naturally became Immortal King disciples.

They felt that they could try with their Late Immortal Stage Cultivations, but the chances that they could succeed were abysmal that they didn't want to lose their lives over it.

Time and time again, their Patriarch warned them not to offend him and look at things from a beneficial stand. That's why Slor Rocksunder reported what happened but didn't interact with Davis, only viewing the Emperor of Death's actions from a distance.

Meanwhile, Davis felt that this Slor Rocksunder was somewhat of a big honest bloke.

To answer him with that their seniors could pose a threat to him, that kind of response was very likely to threaten others, but it only made Davis smile as he could sense the other party's reluctance to admit defeat.

"As the Emperor of Death can see, our Earth Dragon Clan doesn't want to offend you for the most part. Hence, we are cutting ties with the Fire Phoenix Clan in this endeavor but beware that there are other elements in our clan who still wants the inheritor back. We cannot be responsible for their actions."

"I cannot be responsible for killing anyone who targets me either. We're good, right?"

"Uh..."

Slor Rocksunder became stumped again, not knowing how to reply to Davis's casual shrug. He was demanding the same thing as them, yet they could not accept this? This double standard made him feel secondhand embarrassment for his clan's decision that required Davis not to attack if attacked.

"I think the message meant as long as you don't harm anyone except the individualistic aggressors, everything is fine."

He tried to explain, causing Davis to chuckle as he nodded.

"That's what I meant unless I see you or anyone else together with those individualistic aggressors."

Slor Rocksunder felt a chill as the other party's words became colder again. To be able to issue threats like this to the Earth Dragon Clan to him, it was his first time feeling threatened by an individual's power. Almost everyone feared the Emperor of Death because they didn't want to get involved in his life to escape unneeded disaster and not get hit with death energy that would leave them with permanent injuries even if they successfully escaped.

After the wedding event, except for a few who were overpowering or were seniors, no one dared or even had the thought of challenging him anymore. Most of them loved their fortunes to let them get twisted by a Divergent. They didn't want to have a disastrous life. However, killing a Divergent?

That's another thing altogether, bringing them immense karmic luck upon them that their fates would get even more unfettered and unbridled. Moreover, the danger of the Divergent ensured the amount of karmic luck they got. Although it was vague, it was quite visible if one looked at the achievement of those who killed Divergents in the past.

Every one of them would have raked a few Divergent kills themselves, so if the Emperor of Death went out, he would actually be putting himself out for those who want to have a taste of that immense karmic luck descend on them. After all, never have they heard of a Divergent who was strong as the Emperor of Death that they felt was ridiculous but also enticing.

However, the more karmic luck killing him would bestow, the more the danger would also be when befriending him.

He knew that's why their Patriarch, who had a pragmatic way of thinking, was hesitating to rake in the other party to their clan. It could not be done as many voices of dissent would appear within the clan, ultimately leading to instability and, finally, destruction.

Such an individual really had their hearts up their throats that many people felt like just killing him and being done with it instead of worrying if he would suppress them after growing up.

After all, people's words were not trustable, especially Divergents, whom they felt were naturally inclined to evil ideas.

"If you're done, move aside."

"Ah, yes..."

Slor Rocksunder came out of his reverie and cupped his hands to the Emperor of Death, watching him rush past him with the others. His heart skipped a beat as he saw those beauties also had their own icy pressure that true disciples gave off, and seeing the three-colored cloud emblem they wore, he couldn't help but turn inwardly shocked.

'Wait... how many women does he have who can reach five levels higher in prowess? It wasn't only those women called Ellia, Fire Phoenix Clan's Inheritor and our inheritor...?'

Clearly, they were actively circulating their cultivations to react to danger at a moment's notice, so their innate pressure could be felt by him, who was at a higher cultivation base. He felt like he couldn't mistake their pressure at such a close range.

Back then, he saw that they hadn't truly reached five levels higher when they were in the Proving Grounds, something only done by using all three cultivations together, but now, even he felt somewhat pressured if he didn't use his aura to throw their pressure back!