Divine Emperor of Death

"It can't be..."

Sect Master Bing Luli spoke out in bewilderment, causing the other three fairies to come out of their trance.

"Luli'er, this matter is too important for us to just brush it away..." Ancestor Bing Hua's brows frowned, "Myria was enigmatic to us from the moment we met her, but we know that she's a reincarnated person from our interaction with her."

Sect Master Bing Luli clenched her fists as she lowered her head, "So my assumptions were right. No wonder she knew many things and was even able to revitalize Ancestor's vitality with a mysterious soul technique, eventually making it possible for all Ancestors to break through into the Martial Sage Stage. She's truly a reincarnated person."

Ancestor Wan Lanying nodded, "Luli'er, she is different from us, having her previous life's memories and a vast amount of knowledge with her, but that doesn't necessarily make her the source for the calamity."

"Yes, we have to tread carefully." Ancestor Xia Yun added, "We cannot lose our benefactor over something unknown, but we also can't let the Fifty-Two Territories face danger just like that."

"It's time we confronted her origins..." Ancestor Bing Hua nodded.

"I agree..."

"I'm of the same opinion."

"What... What if it all went wrong?"

Sect Master Bing Luli couldn't help but feel sorrow as she voiced out her worries, looking complex.

The three Ancestors looked at Sect Master Bing Luli before they collectively sighed as if they were three good sisters.

"Luli'er." Ancestor Bing Hua gently spoke with her clear and sweet voice, "I know that you have a good relationship with Myria, but that doesn't make her immune to suspicions regarding the Calamity Light's source. So we must investigate it now or never. Only then can we decide what kind of action we could take. Besides, it isn't set in stone that we're going to sell her out even if she is the source. We are not going to betray our benefactor, who helped me reach the Mid-Level Law Rune Stage, who helped you enter the Low-Level Law Rune Stage."

Sect Master Bing Luli still possessed some worries, but she smiled and nodded her head after hearing the last sentence. Indeed, with Myria's help, she stepped into the Low-Level Law Rune Stage, becoming an Ancestor-level character herself.

It was just that the improvements they all made were astounding enough to receive suspicion, so she used a talisman to suppress her cultivation to the Peak-Level of Law Sea Stage. That's why Ancestor Gong Kim-Il was also daring enough to look at her with l.u.s.t in his eyes, provoking her for no reason so that he could get some kind of advantage with her.

Fortunately, her grandmother Ancestor Bing Hua warned her not to reveal her newfound cultivation.

"Although she is arrogant and proud like any other heavenly swan, she isn't bad or evil..."

"We know, you little lass..."

Ancestor Bing Hua smiled a bit, causing the two other Ancestors to lightly giggle. Their mannerisms were more m.a.t.u.r.e, as though they were all old women, but the vitality from the Martial Sage Stage made them look middle-aged and caused them to appear as highly refined and beautiful women.

They didn't dally for long and quickly returned to their Mystic Ice Sect, approaching Myria's Palace.

Yes, she had a palace to herself, made from unique materials which they never knew existed. They didn't know where she found it as the other resources she rewarded them were equally unknown to their knowledge, but they knew that the ores she refined the blocks from were not only High-Level Emperor Grade in terms of defense but also soul deflection, meaning that it could even impede the fabled Soul Emperor Stage soul force!

These kinds of ores were something highly d.e.s.i.r.ed, sought out, yet she brought it back to the Mystic Ice Sect on a mere adventure and made a nine hundred meters tall palace, which wasn't high or low considering the looming number of palaces and floating palaces they already possessed, and gave the remaining back to them, allowing them to defend their rooms and cultivation chambers against soul force like that.

It made them feel grateful, and when they thought that they were going to investigate her for a silly notion but a grave concern since it involved the source, they couldn't help but feel bad about themselves.

As soon as they arrived in front of Myria's cultivation chamber, the doors opened for them. They looked at each other, feeling a bit confused by her readiness before they entered the chamber and found a stunning woman dressed in icy white robes with a pinch of black patches. She sat cross-legged, cultivating for a while as she circulated her mysterious yet mighty cultivation manual that emanated a strange aura they couldn't discern.

Her eyes opened, flashing with a strange light in two different colors before she returned to normal. She flicked her scintillating white hair that shone under the reflection of the lighting before an amusing smile filled her lips.

"Well, well... It's rare for all of you to gather together at the same time. I wonder if there's something you all want to ask me or kill me for my increasingly threatening cultivation that is on the rise, seemingly without any bottlenecks?"

"We wouldn't do such a thing to our benefactor."

Ancestor Bing Hua spoke as she shook her head, "We came to investigate something else."

Myria's shapely eyes blinked as she panned her gaze over the four of them.

"Investigate? I wonder if I did something wrong?"

"No." Ancestor Bing Hua shook her head, "Due to being bound by Blood Soul Contract, we can't say why, but I could ask about some matters that would make it clear if you're the one we're searching for."

"The one?" Myria frowned, "Blood Soul Contract? So, Luli, you're also under a Blood Soul Contract?"

Sect Master Bing Luli nodded her head, her eyes full of concern.

"Myria, we aren't trying to be antagonistic or hostile towards you. This matter is more important than the entire Mystic Ice Sect because it carries the entire weight of the Fifty-Two Territories."

"Oh..." Myria smiled as she couldn't help but giggle, "So this is about the dark speck of light in the sky."

No one said anything but the gazes in their eyes told Myria that she was right. She stood up, causing the four of them to become slightly stiff. Perhaps, it was done out of fear or nervousness, but it didn't escape Myria's eyes.

"Mhm? Despite what you said, Luli, you all seem ready to take battle poses...? Could it be that I'm going to be betrayed once again?"

Myria smiled wryly, her face appearing a bit sorrowful as she lowered her head.

"Myria, it isn't like that..."

Two worried voices resounded simultaneously, one from Sect Master Bing Luli and the other from Ellia inside her soul sea.

"Then what is it like, Ellia?" Myria's expression became indifferent outwardly, "You told me to treat them as friends and see where they ended up? They're going to betray me one way or another, just like it happened again and again in my fifty thousand years of life and further reincarnations. Iron-fist rules the world, and I've never come to doubt that until your feeble feelings conflicted with mine!"

"Wait before you jump to conclusions, Myria." Ellia responded in a calm tone, "I agree that iron fist rules the world, but it isn't set in stone that they're going to betray you, no, us, so let's first hear what they have to say."

Myria clenched her fists as she raised her head and forced a smile.

"Then what else do you mean, Sect Master Bing Luli?"

Sect Master Bing Luli could hear the distance in her voice, making her feel that she was far apart, lost something as she felt a pang of hurt in her heart. They called each other's names before, but now that she was called Sect Master by someone close, she knew that she had done something hurtful to gain distance.

"I can't say, but I need you to believe me on this, Myria."

She bit her lips and removed her veil, revealing her hurt expression as her eyes turned moist.

Myria blinked as she saw her so-called friend's appearance. She began to contemplate before she shook her head.

"I want to believe you, Luli, I truly do... but so much happened in my life that I don't want to just believe anymore. So why don't you try believing me instead?"

Sect Master Bing Luli became taken aback before she smiled heartily, "You made me a Law Rune Stage Powerhouse, Myria, hundreds of years sooner than I expected myself to reach. If I don't believe you, who should I believe then?"

Myria raised her hands as her soul force sprung out like a spring tide, having a colorless tone to it.

"Then don't resist..."

The Ancestors' eyes turned wide. They were all at Supreme Soul Stage, but they couldn't even see a hint of Myria's true prowess unless they actively probed her with their other senses, but none of them did it and watched her soul force reach Sect Master Bing Luli as they held their breaths.

"Wait..."

Ancestor Bing Hua had just spoken up, but it was already too late. Sect Master Bing Luli watched Myria's soul force hover before her forehead for a second before it pierced into her, entering her soul sea. She shook slightly as her eyes went wide, making the others worry about her death.

"Myria, stop it!"

"It's enough!"

"Don't be so loud..." Myria narrowed her eyes as she heard the Ancestors become frantic and anxious, "It isn't as if I'm going to make her soul collapse or make her my slave."

"I now trust that you're not thinking of betraying me, Luli..."

Ancestor Bing Hua and the two other Ancestors watched Sect Master Bing Luli's dumbfounded expression.

"Luli'er... What did she do to you!?"

Ancestor Bing Hua instantly arrived beside her and held her shoulders in worry while Sect Master Bing Luli raised her head to look at her grandmother.

"Grandmother... That Blood Soul Contract..."

Ancestor Bing Hua's expression became aghast. Could it be that the binding activated!?

"What about it...?" She couldn't help but ask with intense distress, at least, until she heard her granddaughter speak again.

"It's undone..."

"..."

Ancestor Bing Hua blinked, her distressed gaze disappearing while being replaced with confusion before it turned into one of shock! The Ancestors' expression collectively became dumbfounded the next moment, their mouths turning agape.