Divine Emperor of Death

*Shhh!~*

Raging dark crimson-gold flames surrounded the space as a figure in crimson robes clashed with two fiery spirits.

It was none other than Zestria and two other Crimson Fistflame Spirits who seemed to be elders, their cultivation bases hovering at the Mid-Level Spirit Ancestor Stage. Even then, Zestria's eyes flashed with radiant crimson light as she fought equally with them without losing even a bit of ground.

"Human! Who are you!?"

The two elders could sense her draconian might that threatened them. Their flames erupted towards her as it tried to suppress her while they wanted to leave and save their prince, but then her crimson-golden flames were strong enough to hold them back, disallowing them to near their prince while she managed to kill the two who headed past her.

Zestria refused to answer. Only her fists moved as her flaming martial energy rapidly condensed and

"If you kill our prince, I swear that you wouldn't be able to handle the consequences!"

One of the two elders screamed atop of his lungs and punched out with his flaming fist before his knees surged with a flaming cannon as it shot a compressed burst of flames at her. Zestria took a tiny step back and bent her waist behind as the fire shot above her, almost grazing past her big bosoms before she thrust her long leg at him and kicked in his abdomen, sending him flying.

The elder spat a mouthful of blood but lit up into blazing flames as all of them swirled into a fiery crimson tornado and rushed towards Zestria. However, she didn't bother about it and swiftly flew towards the other elder who was making his way to save the prince before she caught his blazing hair with her hand and pulled on them.

"Ahh!"

That elder screamed as he turned to look at Zestria with a visibly angered face, not knowing how she had arrived behind him so soon before a punch landed on his face, sending him flying towards the swirling tornado that blasted on him like a torpedo.

*Boom!~*

Zestria didn't watch but took a step forward as her figure disappeared. Tiny compressed explosions occurred underneath foot that she traveled extremely fast in the air and appeared before the two elders who crashed into each other before she spread her hands.

"Falling Meteor of the Fire Dragon!"

With an instantaneous burst with her movement technique, she stretched her legs and kicked them with her heels, blasting them into the distance as an intense explosion sent them flying again.

Davis looked at his Zestria, basically toying with them. She was one level lower than them at the Low-Level Martial Overlord Sage but not only did her prowess match theirs; it went beyond. Perhaps she wanted to prove herself that she didn't allow any leeway for them and was utterly serious in stopping them but still, the way she moved while watching her fight made Davis feel like he was looking at another Isabella.

Nevertheless, he knew that she wasn't strong when she was sent to him as a slave. He could see that his yang essence contributed to her burst in strength as it increased her foundation to Bylai Zlatan's level.

While Niera concentrated on refining the spirit cores, the others watched the battles with wide eyes, although they only saw Zestria's as Iesha and Natalya were inside the icy world sphere, making them unable to see. Still, they weren't worried as they knew Davis kept his senses on them.

"Zestria is as fast as the Ike Family's Dragon Queen. One should not underestimate her speed and explosive power. Both can be dangerous when mixed, making her prowess almost equal to me..."

Bylai Zlatan unwittingly commented as she saw Zestria fight, becoming mesmerized.

Davis nodded as he agreed, "She will only become more powerful from now on..."

Bylai Zlatan turned to look at him as her gaze became complex.

The other women noticed her gaze and couldn't help but roll their eyes. The competition was heavy, but fortunately, they didn't feel a sense of rush nor aggressiveness as he treated them all with care when together with them as though they were a fragile treasure that should be taken care of with utmost gentleness although he could be rough sometimes, like in bed.

Mo Mingzhi shook her head out of the lewd scenes that seeped into her head before she turned to look at the battle, but then the icy world sphere suddenly began to glow in an orange hue before intense crimson flames emerged out of the melted ice.

*Shhh!~*

A figure escaped out of the penetrated icy world sphere as it seemed to adopt a defensive posture of curling oneself into a ball. However, it also looked as if it was a round fist shooting out like a comet before it headed towards the distance.

"Prince!"

"Escape from this place no matter what!"

The two scorched elders who saw that their prince was escaping and hurriedly sacrificed their spirit essences as well, their figures curling into a flaming fistball as they rushed in the opposite direction.

"No, you don't!"

Zestria knew who was important and swiftly flew after the prince. Her figure flashed with an extreme speed that she almost caught up with the prince, but it seemed like he sped away with time while she maintained her course at the same speed.

Iesha and Natalya were chasing them as well, but they were far off, unable to catch up.

"Return."

Zestria was just about to use her blood essence to catch up as she absolutely didn't want to disappoint Davis, but then, a voice echoed in her head, causing her to freeze. Iesha and Natalya also went stiff as they received his word.

Without saying a word back, they looked at each other before flying towards him and arriving before him.

"I a-apologize. I let them escape."

Zestria bit her lips and spoke way before Iesha and Natalya could. They were about to speak next when Davis waved his hand.

"If they escaped, they escaped."

"'¦"

Natalya and the others became dumbfounded before she couldn't help but giggle.

"You're such a tease, Davis."

"What do you mean?" Davis blinked in confusion when he saw Mo Mingzhi appear before him and lightly hit his stomach.

"You already killed them halfway before they could reach their home with your mysterious techniques, right?"

Davis shook his head with an amused expression.

"What the'¦" Mo Mingzhi's mouth went agape, as well as a few others who knew him.

"It is unlike you to let them escape." She couldn't help but probe.

Davis pursed his lips as his smile faded.

"More enemies. More spirit cores."

"Wah'¦ so evil..." Mo Mingzhi grinned at Davis's solemn expression, "But I like it."

The others were taken aback before they couldn't help but giggle. Even Iesha didn't seem to have a problem with his statement that it could be seen that she hated fire spirits enough to not actively care about them.

They turned to look at Niera, who held a spirit core with her palm as she actively refined it without stopping while Zestria went ahead and salvaged anything she could find, including spatial rings, spirit cores, and other resources that were unique here before she gave it all to Davis.

Soul force rapidly grew in Niera's soul sea, and before long, about ten minutes later, she made a breakthrough into the Mid-Level Mature Soul Stage.

Davis was fairly taken aback as he looked at this scene while most of them were dumbfounded. It hadn't been long since she took the many Soul Forging Cultivation Pills in order to increase her Soul Forging Cultivation like most of them, but now, she made a breakthrough again?

Absorbing energy from a spirit stone, vein fragment, and vein source was always a drag as it was slower. However, refining and absorbing a magical beast core and spirit core was always faster!

Furthermore, what was so good was that refining and magical beast core or spirit core that there were certain rare types of cores that allowed them to also protect their foundation, not allowing it to fall!

Davis and the others couldn't believe that they had found such a spirit core called the immaculate spirit core or, in the case of a magical beast core, an immaculate magical beast core.

On the other hand, magical beasts also received benefits from people having unique physiques.

It was as if nature or heaven's will was encouraging them to kill each other and thrive!

"Woah, I'm envious..."

Fiora uttered with gleaming eyes.

In terms of Soul Forging Cultivation, she was at the lowest, Peak-Level Adult Soul Stage, the Fourth Stage. She couldn't even create a Solitary Soul Avatar like the others, leaving her a bit sad. However, with the spirit cores, she felt like she had a chance to catch up sooner that she turned to look at Davis with teary yet needy eyes.

Davis couldn't help but chuckle at her funny expression before he nodded his head, indicating that he would help her. Instantly, she rushed towards him and took hold of his arms, pasting her body all over him as she coquettishly uttered.

"Let me reciprocate..."

Davis's heart shook that for a second that he didn't dare to believe that she would be so bold as to utter this in front of everyone. Did marrying him lit up a fuse in her heart that said that she was completely his and needed to satisfy his needs anytime he wanted?

Indeed, the others were dumbfounded likewise as they knew exactly what she meant.

How could she be so shameless? They had only reached the other side, but she already wanted to do it? Even Natalya felt that her little sister had become shameless than her. However, figuring that she was newlywed, they cut her some slack.

"Sometime later, okay?"

Davis wryly smiled at Fiora, causing her blush to become more prevalent.

Why was she rejected when she worked up her courage in front of everyone to satisfy him?

Suddenly, she looked into the distance as she knew the answer.

"Those dumb fiery spirits! I'm going to kill them!"

Fiora snarled at the distance as she came to understand that they got company, ruining her time with him.

"Pfft~"

The others couldn't help but laugh while Davis wryly shook his head. Perhaps this time, their fiery spirit cores would be of help to Zestria as they were all-powerful and destructive in nature.

"Bastards! Ahahaha! How arrogant of you all to stay here! I will make sure you all deserve good deaths in the fiery pits of our Fistflame Hell Pit!"

Hearing the grating, hateful yet powerless voice, they could identify that it was none other than that so-called grand price of the Crimson Fistflame Spirit Tribe, coming back to them for revenge.

They merely smiled, knowing that he was bringing them a haul of spirit cores that they couldn't help but unwittingly feel thankful to him.