Divine Emperor of Death

Davis knew that it was the usage of some kind of basic soul technique. He still had a lot to learn in the field of soul techniques. Although it was clear as day that he was more robust in terms of the soul to him, he also knew that the experience that they accumulated is vastly different.

Ancestor Dian Alstreim, who looked at the Grand Elders from the moment he arrived at the platform, slowly turned his head to look at the Conferred Queen's entourage.

"Welcome to the Alstreim Family, Conferred Queen Isabella. I have been waiting for a long, long time..."

Davis became inwardly startled. 

Why did Ancestor Dian Alstreim stop to look at him when he said 'long', and it looked like he emphasized a second 'long' before continuing to look at the other members of the Conferred Queen?

On the other hand, the others all felt as if a powerful and terrifying magical beast viewed them. The invisible pressure they felt was enormous, and it was as if their bodies were locked down, making them unable to move from that place.

Even Princess Isabella felt a bit constricted. She had to hand it to the others for not letting out a gasp or become scared. 

'This is bad... If this keeps up, the others might become fearful, especially Evelynn and Natalya, who are less experienced!'

However, she didn't know that most of the pressure was being concentrated on her.

Princess Isabella creased her brows and moved her hands.

Just when she was about to retaliate, Ancestor Dian Alstreim's gaze finally landed on the Conferred Queen's Protector before he gestured, "We seniors can be seated over there..."

Looking at where Ancestor Dian Alstreim was pointing, two Grand Elders instantly brought two grand chairs towards the far end of the platform. It was particularly raised, and it was clear that only a few topmost people could be seated.

Davis, in the body of Solitary Soul Avatar, stood up and flew beside Ancestor Dian Alstreim as if it were normal.

The people around didn't find it abnormal. After all, the Conferred Queen's Protector was rumored to be a Ninth Stage Powerhouse! However, what they weren't able to digest is the fact that the Conferred Queen's entourage did not even stand up to respect their Ancestor. They were totally angered and unwilling to leave it like this, but since the Ancestor didn't say anything, they knew that it was not their turn to open their mouth.

Claire pursed her lips. She had expected the Ancestor to show up sooner or later, but she didn't expect this to be this soon! She felt bitter and a bit scared. Although she was prepared, she couldn't help but think.

Perhaps, the plan they constructed would go awry?

In any case, she decided to wait and see. It isn't as if they were going to only stay for a single day. She could be here for as long as she wants, and during that time, it is up to her to cleanly, conflict essay, and conclusively employ the plan.

Davis inwardly sighed as he flew along with Ancestor Dian Alstreim. Inwardly, he felt a bit intimidated. The person beside him is a Ninth Stage Powerhouse!

How could he not be nervous?

However, he kept his nervousness in his heart and didn't reveal it outside. The nervousness only lasted for a few seconds before he recalled that he could kill this Ninth Stage Powerhouse in an instant. 

The real Davis slightly took a breath.

The Solitary Soul Avatar was the bait. Its loss would not harm him since he had already separated his soul essence and made it into a unique lifeform. The moment Ancestor Dian Alstreim took hostile action against the Solitary Soul Avatar, he inwardly swore that he would bury him right at that moment.

Even if the Solitary Soul Avatar died, it would just result in him possibly fainting from the backlash. There would be no damage to his own soul essence. He knew this because this information was written on the Solitary Soul Avatar Technique.

Davis and Ancestor Dian Alstreim sat on the chairs, which looked like two thrones of an empire. They settled down as the whole hall went completely silent. Nobody was actually eating food at this time. Their gaze was full in concentrated on the two Ninth Stage Powerhouses!

Ancestor Dian Alstreim's eyes lit up in appreciation as he turned to look at the Conferred Queen's Protector, "I apologize for my late intrusion. I was blinded by my cultivation session."

"Sigh, it is like this for us. One seclusion makes us forget the world, and we would end up cultivating for years..." Davis's deep voice echoed as he shook his head in lament.

"That's right... Unlike magical beasts, we powerhouses still have to cultivate..." Ancestor Dian Alstreim's gaze fell on Nadia, the Dark-Winged Twilight Wolf.

It was the second matter he appreciated after he arrived. He didn't think that the Conferred Queen would possess a King-Tier Magical Beast, and what's more, it actually listened. That's a bit insane in his books. At least, he hadn't seen any humans taming King-Tier Magical Beasts, but he has heard of it in tales and legends.

As for the first matter, it was obviously the Conferred Queen's ability to take the pressure and still be able to maintain eye-contact with him!

"Every race possesses its limitations and restrictions. After all, magical beasts couldn't cultivate like us but possess species and stage restriction imposed on them with their bloodlines."

"Do we humans have something like bloodline limitation? I don't think so..." Davis answered, "The only limit we have is limited resources and our own law-heart!"

"Conferred Queen's Protector is knowledgeable as expected." Ancestor Dian Alstreim nodded his head with a smile.

However, some in the crowd felt something was wrong. 

Why did it seem as if their Ancestor was looking at the Conferred Queen's Protector, like how an elder would care for their junior?

They felt a bit retarded to even think of like this, so no one dared to whisper anything.

"Now that we have lived for more than ten thousand years, I am indeed curious about a few things and would like to gain some insights. What are your thoughts concerning life and death?" Ancestor Dian Alstreim pleasantly asked.

"Life and death..." Conferred Queen's Protector sounded as if he was pondering.

Of course, Davis momentarily went blank. 

Wasn't this hurdle too hard? Just at the start?

What should he answer? Should he make it philosophical? Or make it into a joke?

In the end, he just remembered about ants.

"Let me ask you then... Do you think ants care about life and death?"

"Ants?" Ancestor Dian Alstreim seemed to be taken aback, but he still answered, "I don't think ants care about their own lives as if it were significant."

Davis nodded his head, "Ants indeed don't care about their lives, but they will run to their colony with all their might if they were to be endangered and might even try to warn the others of significant danger. Even those hardworking and loyal lives of those ants are insignificant."

"Then are our lives, which is most of the time filled with dishonesty, treachery, and betrayal, significant?"

"How can we, the great human race, be compared to mere insect species magical beast?" Ancestor Dian Alstreim shook his head.

Although he understood the Protector's intent, he didn't feel that there was any greater and more significant race than humans, even when comparing the weight of life. After all, even magical beasts took the form of humans, making their position as a domineering race solidify in the world!