Divine Emperor of Death-Novel



"Sigh…"

A heavy sigh resounded in the palace, causing Fairy Aila Cherryweave to become dumbfounded because she felt like this voice sounded different yet somewhat familiar. Her frightened eyes darted around, gasping with bated breath like a little puppy before her lips moved.

"Saint Mo Tian… is that you…?"

"…!?"

Davis's gaze shook.

This woman could recognize him just from a single sigh?

He was in disbelief and could only chalk it up to her abnormal senses as a cultivator. He thought he could scare her before lighting her up since that might be effective on a playful woman, but it seems like he was found out even before he made contact with her.

"This life ring is no longer bound. Force yourself out with just your body cultivation."

His voice resounded, causing Fairy Aila Cherryweave to blink before she tried to will herself out.

*Whoosh!~*

She suddenly appeared outside, standing like her hands were tied together, but there was no longer a rope. It didn't take even a single second to exit the life ring, causing her to remain dumbfounded even after coming outside.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Noᴠelꜰɪre.nᴇt

After all, she had been trying hard to exit for a while now before finally realizing that she couldn't exit no matter how she tried, but with just a single sentence from Saint Mo Tian, she was able to exit.

What did this mean?

Her head swiveled as she turned to look at Aric Stormsong hanging upside down while being held by Saint Mo Tian's soul force. This scene only conveyed one thing, and that was the fact that Saint Mo Tian was victorious against an Empyreal Monarch, and that too seemingly without breaking out a sweat as she turned to look at him.

He appeared as dazzling as ever, having this calm aura as though everything was in his control, even if he was surrounded by cultivators an entire stage higher than him. It was the case back then, and now, it went without saying that he didn't even look at the geniuses on the same level as him, not even Empyreal Monarchs.

Still, she saw him hold Fairy Mei Novara's cheeks- no, his palms hovered over her face, shrouding her with life energy.

Indeed, Fairy Mei Novara looked at Davis with shock with her verdant eyes. She was being healed. That much, she could understand, but why…?

She had that question, but before she could speak of anything, she felt the warmth overwhelm her and the stinging pain leave. Tears fell from her eyes, knowing that the flesh on her face was back, even without having to look at a mirror.

At that moment, everyone present glimpsed at her full beauty. Her disfigured face that couldn't even be looked at as an innate sense of disgust would swell upon anyone was now replaced- no, recovered to what was once considered an empire-toppling beauty.

Even the men who had experienced disciplining through lightning, becoming paralyzed in fear and despair, felt that their lives were fulfilled at this moment as they saw Fairy Mei Novara's exceptionally beautiful face.

"A fairy like yourself doesn't need to clip her wings to stay hidden. Next time, try to use some disguise like I did back then…"

Davis's voice was soft. He seemed like he was advising her and admonishing her at the same time, leaving Fairy Mei Novara staring at him.

"…"

She was speechless, not knowing what to say.

While healing, Davis found that her face was indeed disfigured with nirvanic golden energy, and she was ruthless in it as she used her full strength, which meant that she wouldn't be able to recover her face with ordinary means. She must consume a healing pill at High-Level Immortal Emperor Grade at the very least to regenerate her beautiful flesh up to par with her previous beauty.

Otherwise, it would regenerate back to a ruined state with scars.

Needless to say, his life energy was overpowered when it came to purifying any kind of remnant force. It completely set her face back to her beautiful state, making everyone's lips part into a stupendous state.

Davis then turned to look at Fairy Aila Cherryweave, who also looked like she didn't know how to speak to him.

However, he felt that it was understandable, considering their powers probably forbade them from talking with him ever again as he was exposed to be an Anarchic Divergent that brought calamities upon them.

Still, he didn't care.

He turned around and left.

"T-Thank you!"

Only then did he hear a squeak from Fairy Aila Cherryweave, causing him to smirk a bit.

He didn't turn around and headed towards Aric Stormsong, his eyes flashing with killing intent.

"…!"

Aric Stormsong naturally sensed this terrifying intent, and so did the other four Stormsongs, as they felt like they were submerged in mud as they found themselves locked in space even though they could move.

Myria's eyes narrowed.

She watched him close the distance and stand before Aric Stormsong.

*Booom!~*

A crushing sound resounded as Davis's leg seemed to be raised high before he brought it down, smashing the back of his sole right over Aric Stormsong's crotch with the explosive immolation property of heavenly flames, causing his privates to explode.

Aric Stormsong's eyes turned bloodshot, and his expression crunched into an ugly visage.

He didn't even release a miserable cry but fainted in a split second, appearing like he didn't want to wake up anytime soon as his hands that were active before dropped like he was a corpse hanging upside down.

The sight of this scene caused numerous men to flinch and cringe while the women's expressions blossomed as though justice had been served.

Myria also heaved a breath as though she was content and sent him a soul transmission.

"Good move. I'm sure you know you can't kill him, at least not yet."

Davis narrowed his eyes and flicked his feet, ridding the vile blood of this vile man before he looked at her.

"I will hold myself back forcefully as much as I can. I won't follow in the footsteps of my predecessors. Their ways of obtaining instant gratification or vengeance by using extraordinary powers got them killed, and I can say that I'm also at fault for such actions but managed to survive because of my perseverance, not to mention the help I have from you all. Still, I'm looking to not get killed, but if push comes to shove…"

"… I can only say farewell. At that time, you can have-"

"Don't."

"…"

Davis blinked.

The once self-dependent Myria, who was intent on taking Fallen Heaven away from him, was saying that he shouldn't say such things with a worried look in her eyes, causing his gaze to flicker.

He suddenly opened his mouth.

"Myria, do you have something to say to me?"

"…"

Myria blinked. Her eyelids trembled sweetly before she looked away.

"Perhaps… but not now. Don't let your guard down for any reason."

"…?"

Davis could understand her other words, but what did she mean by not now?

'Oh shit… Is she going to accept my proposal after getting out of this realm…!?'

Davis was full of excitement, but his face remained with a light smile as he saw her walk away. However, he didn't place too much hope as it could be something else entirely.