Divine Emperor of Death

In the Grand Wedding Hall, the people saw the defensive formation activate and ended up becoming relieved. Their hearts almost leaped out of their throats when they felt the deadly undulations of twenty-one powerhouses suppress them to death. Now, they didn't feel breathless, much less suppressed.

Davis smiled as he hid the formation core back into his spatial ring.​​

Mival Silverwind appeared proud by his Alia's work before he looked at Davis.

"Jokes aside, you should leave with your people right now. No matter how many of them come, as long as we can hold them back while the defensive formations remain, we'll survive."

"You really think the barrier will hold?"

Davis raised his brows while Mival Silverwind couldn't help but chuckle.

"I have faith in Alia's abilities as a Formation Master. I know for a fact that this formation can hold out against High-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses for a few attacks, so there's no way these powerhouses are making a dent on it unless they could somehow combine their power, and even then, it is only a possibility and not certainty..."

His expression turned wry.

"You know, Alia was full of praises for the defensive formations you brought out that she wouldn't leave me alone, explaining their marvelousness to me until my head almost exploded."

Davis could see the picture in his image before he chuckled.

"No need to fret." He shook his head, "You just and your Zanna just need to protect the people down here."

"What...?"

Mival Silverwind gawked while Davis began to float.

"Oh no! They're attacking the barrier!"

Mo Mingzhi pointed in the air, trying to warn Davis and the others who seemed carefree.

"No worries..."

Davis shot an assuring smile at Mo Mingzhi before he raised his brows, sending a soul transmission that made her tremble.

"You better worry about what decision you're going to make tonight..."

Mo Mingzhi's hand hanged while she appeared dumbfounded. When she came back to herself, she clenched her teeth at him as if tasting defeat, her cheeks turning crimson from being caught off-guard again.

Davis looked at her expression with satisfaction before he rose. However, he suddenly stopped and looked at the Mystic Ice Sect people who stayed. None of them left since their Sect Master and Ancestor didn't leave.

No, it was better to say that they failed to grasp the chance to leave as the Thousand Pill Palace left. However, it wasn't as if they completely left. They scrambled back inside at this moment since the High-Level Emperor Grade Defensive Formation stopped them from leaving the confines of the Grand Alstreim City.

He didn't bother about them. Instead, his eyes caught Sect Master Bing Luli before his lips moved.

"When this is over, I must ask you something. Until then, I would like you two to protect everyone in case if someone snuck in again."

Sect Master Bing Luli blinked, wondering what he had to ask her. However, she nodded, watching him rush up the next moment.

On the other hand, when Evelynn and the others heard his words, their eyes shot towards Sect Master Bing Luli's big bosoms.

Could it be that he liked her because she helped him a lot? But that didn't seem like the case.

Their faces adopted a wait-and-see expression.

Isabella watched him leave the barrier and enter the airspace at fifty kilometers above the surface, where the twenty-one powerhouses laid in wait for him. Unexpectedly, there was no worry on her face, unlike Evelynn and the others because she knew his prowess the best.

*Whoosh!~*

Davis appeared before the powerhouses of the Poison Lord Villa. His gaze panned over them, looking at their different attires consist mostly of black robes with inscriptions all over their bodies that contained the images of poisonous magical beasts.

'Seven Mid-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses and Fourteen Low-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses... What a line-up from the Poison Lord Villa...'

He couldn't believe they all gathered for Devil Bane's death. Perhaps, there was another reason, but he couldn't tell other than knowing that these powerhouses went somewhere since he didn't see them in the Twilight Shade Valley where he should've seen them because of the war for territorial rights between the wicked path and the magical beasts of the northwestern Territories.

His gaze then landed on the beautiful woman in the lead, who also seemed to be a Mid-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouse, possibly the strongest of them all.

Unexpectedly, her beauty was on the level of Ancestor Tirea Snow and the Mystic Ice Sect's Ancestor and Sect Master, causing him to blink. Moreover, she wore scantily-clad purple robes, revealing most of her curves, while her luxurious purple skirt revealed her long legs, the sheen of her pale skin making her look extremely attractive to men.

"You must be the rumored Poison Mistress, the most important woman of the Poison Lord. Have you come to collect the remains of your fellow brethren?"

Davis's nonchalant voice echoed out, causing many of the powerhouses to raise their brows.

A Low-Level Law Dominion Stage cultivator with an unexpected High-Level Martial Sage Stage cultivation? Although it was rare, it wasn't anything rare in powers who trained their body as main. They couldn't help but scoff, wondering why the Alstreim Family sent such a little character as their messenger and his tone even sounded as if he was looking down on them?

Was he courting death?

However, on the other hand, the Poison Mistress's expression was quite startled. Some of the Mid-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses also seemed to notice Davis's suppressed prowess as they kept their expressions straight, feeling a bit of danger from him.

His nonchalant expression and confident eyes at least told them he wasn't here to court death.

"Are you the one who killed Devil Bane?"

Poison Mistress moved her luscious crimson lips, her seductive voice sounding thoughtful while she possessed a beautiful smile on her face. Her words caused the others to frown.

"Well, you can say that..."

Davis merely smiled.

"...!?"

"What about Blood Thorn?" Wicked Glow narrowed his eyes, "Where is he?'

"You mean my trashy slave Blood Thorn?" Davis spread his hands, smiling with delight, "He is alright. Accurately, in the process of healing from his crippled dantians broken by yours truly."

The expressions of the powerhouses changed as they heard Davis's words, finally looking at him with unusual seriousness that they didn't have before.

"You will pay for both of that with your life."

Wicked Glow spoke while hiding his killing intent. Not only him, but almost all of them also began to unveil their killing intent, seemingly wanting to kill him no matter what.

"I will warn you all to leave. Don't worry. Your Poison Lord has offended me, which makes it so that I will visit him soon enough. Therefore, I can also assure you that he's not going to survive past this week."

"What!?"

"How dare you!?"

"Know your place, you vermin!"

Insults began to echo, causing Davis to chuckle. However, the three who bellowed at him first surrounded him in an instant, making him appear as if he was locked between them.

The three powerhouses raised their hands with flags in their hands, a formation suddenly appearing between him as it glowed with a fiendish purple light. The same light flashed more wickedly before the three of them looked at Davis with contempt, appearing to have the confidence to take him on from this moment.

"A battle formation...?"

Davis raised his brows at them as he could feel their prowess has risen a bit. He rarely saw something like this but heard that many of them existed. It was the first time he saw people- no, powerhouses using a battle formation of this level.

"Since my lord has offended you, you and I can't live under the same sky."

"Ah, just when I thought that you could be the man who can extricate me from my lord. What a pity that you spoke too soon..."

*Shhh!~*

Greenish-purple poisonous air began filling the place Davis was in an instant. Their poison essence energy raged from their palms, soon filling up into a triangle that trapped Davis inside.

The three powerhouses possessed confident expressions on their faces, waiting for Davis to show up to attack their formation. However, even after five whole seconds passed, there was no attack, much less noise or a silhouette.

"Ahahah! Who would've thought that this person is a retard? He didn't even defend against it!"

"Heh! To take the poisonous attack from the three of us while we're using this Deadly Poisonous Triangle Formation? Courting death!"

"Even if you can survive this, our poison will make sure that your organs burst from within, have your dantian corrupted with poison and make you enter a world of hallucinations that will make you want to kill yourself from carving your own body to death to get rid of the itch from within!"

"Ahahaha!"

Hearing their words and brazen laughter, Ancestor Dian Alstreim's body shook as if he was going to faint. His heart couldn't take this much off a scare. The others also looked similar, like Sophie, Niera, and Mo Mingzhi. They had only heard and perceived that Davis's prowess has reached the Ninth Stage but by how much? They still didn't know.

They couldn't help but look at their only lead, who was Isabella. She had her hands folded, looking at her trapped husband with a smile on her face. Not only her, Evelynn and Natalya remained the same. They appeared to be not much worried for him- no, they appeared to look confident in him.

Believing their expressions, they looked above and saw a slight shift in the greenish-purple poison cloud.

The three powerhouses also noticed. They grinned, readying for him to show up so that they could throw him their second attack, when suddenly the triangular formation cracked!

That powerhouse who saw the crack right in front of his face felt his scalp turn numb. Just before he could retreat, a hand abruptly reached out from the greenish-purple poisonous cloud, grasping his head. It was as if a dragon's claw had caught him in its grasp, causing him to be unable to break free. He shivered deeply, wanting to say something when an incredible force snuffed out his consciousness!

*Crack!~* *Crack!~*

*Splat!~*

"Your Poison Lord has offended me, but you people? Not yet. However, if you insist, I can only send you all to the underworld first to later make you all receive your Poison Lord."

The same nonchalant voice echoed a bloody scene erupted in front of them while the powerhouses of the Poison Lord Villa watched one of their powerhouses' heads being crushed to death by a single hand. Their eyes possessed deep disbelief, unable to believe that this man had just instakilled one of their powerhouses like it was nothing!