Divine Emperor of DeathDivine Emperor of Death
Davis stood tall, the reincarnation spear in his hand glowing fiercely, swirling with the otherworldly energy of life and death. His gaze was steady, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips, but his muscles were tense, every fiber of his being ready for the next assault.
He couldn't afford to make a mistake and get beheaded again.
He may revive in nine seconds if he were to die, but his women would be in danger. Instead of leaving them with the Death Puppets, he wished that he had taken them into his life ring. Then again, his life ring was almost cleaved apart by Autarch Elluro Coldwing.
Perhaps Autarch Elluro Coldwing that might have some extravagant loot and didn't target his rings, but that worked in his favor. Fortunately, the rings were also at Empyrean Grade to sustain the impact. After all, he plundered his two Death Puppets, taking their spatial rings and life rings.
"What's wrong? Afraid that the universal law will throw you out if you increase your power anymore?" Davis cackled, openly mocking Autarch Elluro Coldwing.
Autarch Elluro Coldwing couldn't help but frown.
But his response was swift. With a burst of speed, he vanished, reappearing just above Davis in an instant. His sword slashed downward, the blade shimmering with a heavenly light. Davis twisted his body at the last moment, bringing his spear up to block, but the sheer force behind Elluro's strike sent a shockwave that fractured the ground beneath them again.
*Clang!~* *Clang!~* *Clang!~*
Their weapons met repeatedly, sending sparks flying as thunderous cracks echoed through the battlefield. The other Heaven's Warriors, even the Empyreans and Autarchs, had no space to enter between them. All they could do was barely defend as they retreated.
It was the same for Mingzhi and the others, but they were not in danger with Death Puppet Sirius keeping a golden earthen barrier up.
They watched Davis battle with worry filling their faces, hoping that he would win. After all, the odds were against Davis when the other party was at the absolute peak of this layer.
*Booom!~*
Davis felt the overwhelming pressure of the heavens pressing down on him, Elluro's sword almost cutting through his spear's defense. The aura was even more authoritative than what he faced in his anarchic tribulation that he felt like he had to hand it to one of the most favored Heaven's Warriors, a bearer of a Transcendent Truth Physique.
"Heh!"
However, he simply wasn't afraid or even disturbed by this level of heavenly aura.
*Bzzz!~*
The iridescent black-white energy of the reincarnation spear surged forward, pushing back against Elluro's heavenly might.
With a snarl, Davis shoved Elluro's blade aside and retaliated with a vicious thrust, aiming for Elluro's forehead. The spear cut through the air with a deadly whistle, the reincarnation energy seeking to pierce through Elluro's soul itself.
But the Autarch twisted his head unnatural, narrowly avoiding the strike as he flipped backward in midair.
He retreated almost ten thousand kilometers in an instant and stared at the Divine Emperor of Death, who didn't chase him.
He couldn't understand. No matter how he attacked, the monster in front of him was adjusting his power to him move after move, denying him from causing damage. The other party was also careful of being punished by the universal laws, but this kind of casual maneuver... did it mean the Divine Emperor of Death was more capable than before in the Obsidian Crystal Turtle Minor Realm?
Autarch Elluro Coldwing couldn't help but feel a faint sense of unease. For the first time, he lost a bit of confidence in this hunt.
But more than that, he himself was more capable, so he didn't lost all hope.
Although he was a Level Seven Autarch with a base prowess that was five levels higher, his techniques could allow him to reach as much as six or even barely seven levels higher. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been chosen by the Celestial Transcendent to hunt down the Divine Emperor of Death and other calamities. However, he didn't dare bring his prowess five levels higher for the same reason Davis mocked him for.
He would indeed be thrown out and miserably so.
He knew he wouldn't end up in the Upper Realm or the Greater Realm but somewhere in the distant void where the heaven and earth energy was practically null. Surrounding him would be darkness. Who knew which direction to head to amidst the spatial storms and temporal tides? Even if he managed to make it back to the Three Layers, who knew how many millions or billions of years would've passed?
He couldn't afford to make a mistake here.
Taking a deep breath, he abruptly sheathed his silver sword.
"…" Davis's brows narrowed.
He wondered if Autarch Elluro Coldwing would surrender or even retreat by himself, but he saw him raising his hand and pointing at the skies- no, the heavens.
"The universe is chaotic; the heavens are just. Carrying the Will of the Heavens, I, Elluro Coldwing, sentence you to a white death."
"…!"
Davis felt a cold chill envelop him. The moment Autarch Elluro Coldwing started chanting, he knew a terrifying attack was coming as the heaven and earth energy around him was like a heaven-encompassing web. They gathered and ensnared him along with Autarch Elluro Coldwing's own heavenly transcendent energy, making his heart skip a beat.
Almost instantly, he began chanting in tandem as he flicked his sleeves and spread his hands.
"Elluro Coldwing, you have committed a grave sin against me, so I reject your entire existence!"
A purple-black wisp churned before Davis's palm before it disappeared. It was the collection of karmic sin that Autarch Elluro Coldwing possessed for harming him and killing him. It was not a small amount like that of Zenova or other people against whom he used judgment techniques.
Once their words fell, the clouds thundered, and the skies changed colors. An invisible battle ensued before one of them shuddered greatly.
*Pui!~*
Autarch Elluro Coldwing spat a mouthful of blood, his blood essence flipping chaotically inside his body and his soul shuddering crazily as though it was going to split. He actually fell to his knee, barely managing to stop himself from having both knees on the ground.
His expression was full of shock as he glared at the Divine Emperor of Death, unable to believe that he actually broke a Divine Technique designed for the Transcendent Truth Eyes Physique, the ultimate authority to end life peacefully— white death, which targeted a person's soul imprint and mandated it to end.
Although he didn't use his full power above the ceiling and limited the technique to three levels above Level Nine Autarch Stage— to the very limit he could possibly take to without getting kicked out by the laws of the universe, the Divine Technique he used should practically be invincible.
The only one whom he could think of who could survive this technique was none other than the Celestial Transcendent himself, so the shock he experienced right now couldn't be described.
"…!"
Autarch Elluro Coldwing had only lost his wits for a second, but it proved fatal.
The Divine Emperor of Death was practically above him, piercing with the strange iridescent spear that he knew was the absolute bane of souls.