Divine Emperor of Death-Novel

Itaran Ike had already arrived in the airspace of the battle stage, waiting for that battle to start when Bylai Zlatan suddenly appeared and announced that she was going to beat up some men.

Were Bylai Zlatan's words supposed to include him?

If she had grievances against the Emperor of Death, why show it to him? He couldn't help but inwardly complain.

In truth, he felt dismayed. What did he do to be this unlucky? With his power, he knew that he would've been able to make it to the third round. He even had his chances of winning against Bylai Zlatan. However, fate would have it that he meet the monster in the second round.

Whoever got matched with the Emperor of Death in the second round was extremely unlucky that he felt that the Emperor of Death should be seeded and only made to fight against the winner of the third round.

This way, things would be fair.

His thoughts resonated with all people, but unfortunately, rules couldn't be changed after being established.

Davis simply smiled as he looked at Bylai, cupping her hands towards them, but he did not comment on it.

The scenery changed, and the region became a desert.

It instantly reminded him of the outskirts of the secret entrance to the Forsaken Phoenix Realm, making him chuckle as he turned to look at the distant figure. Fortunately, the mini-star above was scorching, appearing big yet tiny but not enough to blind their sight. There was no sandstorm either, but in this kind of region, the advantage went to Bylai, slightly increasing her prowess.

As for him, he felt part of the earth but didn't receive any kind of boost because his prowess was greater than the formation's boost.

Davis raised his hand, and a spark of black lightning gathered on the tip of his finger.

In the distance, Itaran Ike had just finished surveying his surroundings before his scalp turned numb. The fear of death enveloped him before he instantly side-stepped.

His speed was extremely great, allowing him to dodge a strand of black lightning that rushed past him. However, that strand of lightning abruptly arced and shot towards him again.

The might of the wind dragon emerged as his surroundings became filled with wind blades, hard and sharp as though they were metals yet transparent. They had a dark green edge to them, filled with the overbearing might of a dragon. But despite their strength, they were unable to cut the strand of lightning that arrived in front of him.

*Boom!~*

It exploded right on his chest, pushing him into a surge of black illumination.

Once that illumination faded, people saw him twitch with black lightning arcs enveloping his body. However, there were green scales on his body while he hadn't seemed to have taken any damage.

"…"

Many people already knew the result but still couldn't help but be dumbfounded. One-hit defeat?

The black lightning arcs disappeared from Itaran Ike's body, but his expression was listless.

'Why did I even come…?'

He used his true Body Tempering Cultivation that was at the Martial Overlord Stage to protect himself as he didn't have any confidence in taking it and surviving while suppressed. If he did and survived, his deep injuries might cause him to step down from the Young Master position and lose support.

Nonetheless, he was sent out the next second, becoming disqualified.

Instantly, a green-robed woman came to his side. Her figure and beauty caused countless eyes to widen, but she clearly caught the numb Itaran Ike and helped him up. People finally realized that she was none other than Zura Ike, the Wind Dragon Queen.

"How could he be so overbearing?" Zura Ike bit her lips as she looked at Itaran Ike before turning to look at Davis's figure, "I can't believe Zestria and Bylai acknowledge and love such a man."

"No, he spared me the humiliation of having to admit defeat..." Itaran Ike sighed and shook his head.

It could be said that the Emperor of Death forced him to use his Body Tempering Cultivation, and therefore, he had no need to admit defeat as well. Being helped by a former enemy, he couldn't help but feel complex.

However, he became placated by the worry in Zura Ike's eyes. Although she acted like she didn't care after their marriage, she was still a kind woman who promised to be together with him for life.

Zura Ike nodded as her beautiful arc-shaped brows calmed. She left with him under the gazes of many while many couldn't help but curse why a loser like him would get the beauty. The crowd was mostly filled with jealousy of these powerful geniuses that they had never seen in their entire lives, feeling that they could do better if they had resources and backing.

In the desert region, after unleashing the same technique he unleashed in the first round, Davis defeated Itaran Ike. He then moved towards Bylai's direction and caught sight of her in the distance.

"My Emperor, I won't hold back until I see you beaten black and blue."

Bylai smiled behind her golden veil as the wind blew her golden hair, making them gently sway.

Davis fully digested that grand image before he raised his hand and beckoned with his finger.

"Come, Bylai. I won't use my Essence Gathering Cultivation against you."

Bylai blushed on noticing that naughty finger that subtly moved in a erotic way. However, she didn't feel humiliated, but an indescribable emotion arose in her heart. She felt as though they were becoming closer to be teasing each other.

However, was not using Essence Gathering Cultivation supposed to be a handicap?

Everyone knows that he went toe to toe with her father, the Zlatan Family Patriarch, with his Peak-Level Martial Sage Stage Cultivation, so how could she compare?

Nonetheless…

*Whoosh!~*

Bylai's golden dragon aura soared. The metal essence energy and the earth martial energy with the properties of gold in the subdivision of metal grew to a surging height. She didn't hold back one bit of her energies and appeared before Davis, sending an overbearing fist against him.

*Boom!~*

A resounding sound of metal clashing echoed, sending out waves and waves of shockwave amidst their clash.

However, Davis stood his ground and clasped Bylai's fist with his right palm, looking like an unmovable mountain.

Bylai wasn't surprised but realized that she was unable to take back her fist with it being tightly held by Davis's dragon-like claws. Her long legs that had been maneuvering with a movement technique suddenly flailed as her right leg surged with energy, heading towards his abdomen.

However, Davis's wrist blocked her heel, causing her to use that rebound to jump away from him.

Davis let her go, or her hand would've torn apart.

'Slick…'

She probably knew he would let go that Davis couldn't help but inwardly laugh.

But before she even balanced herself, she kicked the empty patch of space in mid-air and shot towards him, his fist shining with a golden light again.

*Boom!~*

Davis blocked Bylai's fist that came swinging in a straight arc with his other fist. Intense spatial fluctuations amidst the grating sound. A cracking sound echoed, but space did not crack. However, there was a hint of crimson on Davis's wrist.

Bylai retreated two steps and struck with her fists again. She pummeled him, each fist of her blazing with the metallic energy of the Golden Dragon. Metal clashing sounds repeatedly echoed as Davis blocked her while looking absolutely calm. There was no disparity or delay in his movements. Bylai's fist and legs were unable to break his defense.

The people couldn't believe that a soul cultivator was displaying martial prowess and skill. What kind of bullshit was this?

How could he dominate all three cultivation systems? There were none like him, making them feel horrified and helpless.

His martial prowess was powerful, perhaps even greater than what he displayed now, as everyone knew that he somewhat fought against the Zlatan Family's Patriarch.

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However, Davis did nothing but defend. It looked like he was getting beaten, but it was Bylai's fists that had gone red from the pain. Her flesh was bruised, and her knuckles might've also cracked in some places. However, that kind of pain was not new to Bylai as she kept punching him. Her face was twisted with happiness, longing, anger, sorrow, and many other emotions.

It could be seen that she was clearly venting but also enjoying the battle.

At first, she maintained her calm, but it was no longer the case as she punched out without even knowing left and right that some fists even ended up clearly missing Davis. At this point, she was flailing around.

In ten minutes, she almost fully expended her essence energy and martial energy. The metal armor had long been dissipated. Her big bosoms were heaving for breath. She looked exhausted but still kept punching Davis until she could no longer move.

Her fist slowly moved and finally landed on Davis's forehead. However, it didn't have an ounce of energy behind it, nor did he defend against it. He let her land one last punch while looking at her exhausted figure that was gasping for breath.

He abruptly grabbed her wrist and kissed her fist that was bruised with blood.

Bylai became shocked, and so did the millions of people. She stiffened as though all the previous exhaustion flew away, causing her to hold her breath. She relaxed a moment later and was just about to say something when suddenly he pulled her wrist and embraced her, causing innumerable jaws to come down crashing.

They were all so wide that even rats could enter.

"There's no need to say anything. I know you're suffered enough between my vengeance and the Zlatan's Family's, so it's fine if you want to lean on me, rely on me, for you're my woman."

Davis slowly rubbed her back, consoling Bylai, causing her to tremble. Instantly, she slammed her head on his chest and wrapped her arms around him tightly, holding him while shivering. Everyone could see that she was silently crying in his embrace.

The Golden Dragon Queen had confessed in front of the entire battle arena, and right now, the Emperor of Death had clearly stated his answer in front of everyone.

The Zlatan Family's current Patriarch and his wife smiled, looking at this scene. They weren't able to come out of their plight, but at least, their Dragon Queen, who was fated for a miserable ending, had unexpectedly found her salvation.

Itaran Ike and Zura Ike also smiled. The reason why Itaran Ike was sent out early without even meeting became clear. This battle stage was theirs, no, Bylai's. She became the main character and was not to be disturbed during this time.

Moreover, she wasn't brainwashed like they thought but was genuinely happy. This battle was all the proof they needed.

The spatial formation disintegrated, letting them out as even the arbitrators understood that Bylai would admit defeat sooner or later, letting Davis pass. Heck, she was fully conquered at this moment, so what was there to admit defeat?

They couldn't help but smile at this scene.

"Damn you! Your pick-up art is off the charts that I, a top disciple of the Dual Lotus Manor admit defeat! You better take care of her, Davis!"

Abruptly, an enraged voice echoed amidst the silence before it turned into one of admiration.

The people were shocked, afraid that this person was going to die.

However, realizing that he was Davis's so-called friend, they didn't say anything but had many other things to say.

"That's right. The Golden Dragon Queen is the true victim."

"Indeed, if it weren't for the Zlatan Family's stupid elders, none of this would've happened."

"The Emperor of Death is the supreme genius of our era, so how could he not protect himself and his wife? Those dragon family people were just courting death. Who asked them to be so overbearing that they forgot that the righteous path should be a peaceful bunch?"

"I'm glad that the Golden Dragon Queen obtained her life's wish. This couldn't get any more dramatic, but this is the best scene that quells one's heart to stop battling like a fool and seek a companion for oneself. This story will be written in the annals of history as this new era's first romance story!"

"Still, isn't the Emperor of Death a bit too womanizing? Since he came here, he conquered three beautiful women, all of whom are either powerful or have a desirable status, in three days. Does that mean that he's going to conquer three more women in the next three days?"

"…"

Everyone became silent, looking at that person. Was he courting death to be taking that loud?

Davis, who also heard that felt his face heating up.

Was that three or four as people didn't know he made Tanya his woman? Lea was already his, so he didn't know.

Before anyone could see his embarrassed expression, his figure flashed away as he brought Bylai back to the Alstreim Family's seating area.

The crowd was still in uproar after he left, but one thing for sure was that the infamy he possessed for killing many powerhouses, making people scared, came crashing down like water that burst out of a balloon as they understood that the rumors were only exaggerated and the other evil deeds that were posted on his head was false.

Nonetheless, while everyone was busy discussing this big romance story, Natalya had already sneaked out and entered the Jade Lotus Valley's seating area.