Divine Emperor of Death

Logan saw that the lights had turned green had some point after Sophie resigned from battling him. He looked around, wondering which direction to take before he decided to head above, again, actually distancing himself from his final opponent, making it so that he was two rooms away from his final opponent.

But on the other hand, his final opponent looked around carefully before choosing a door, and that second row, fourth column room happened to be leading closer to him, only a single room away from him.

The fifth turn ended, making the lights on the doors turn green again.

This caused Logan to become aware that there was probably only one or two opponents left at this point for the turn to end quickly, moving around to search for each other. However, the more they moved around without going back and forth, the more it was possible for them to oust themselves.

'I wonder if they're going to give penalties for moving back and forth...'

Logan wondered before he smirked and daringly moved up again.

"'¦!"

The people were dumbfounded to see this brave yet stupid move. After all, if Logan moved up, it was actually the fourth time he was moving up, making it so that his chances to be thrown out increases by sixty to eighty percent!

However, to his luck, he ended up safe and sound in the second row, second column spatial bubble.

Nevertheless, the people were low-key excited to see this kind of adrenaline as they put themselves in the shoes of Logan. The person had no idea where he was moving but still moved towards near elimination, making them accept that he was indeed the Emperor of Death's father.

However, what was more interesting was that the final opponent was actually following right behind him after taking only one look at the doors as though it was fate!

Everyone saw that Clara had stepped into the room where Tanya Frostblight gave up against Logan, took a glance at the rooms, and actually moved above, following her father.

"This girl'¦" The Vast Sky Emperor's eyes narrowed, "It appears as though she knows where exactly to go to encounter her opponent..."

"Could it be that they have a soul mark placed on each other?" The Starnova Emperor looked confused, "However, even a soul mark is rendered useless in this spatial formation considering that their level is too low to break the restriction..."

'This child'¦'

On the other hand, the Mandate Emperor couldn't believe that Clara was using her Transcendent Truth Eyes for this little matter. The Transcendent Truth Eyes allows the host to see the ultimate truth, and the truth at this level could merely be formulated into one single vision for her: Does this room lead the way to her next opponent?

Such viewpoint would allow her to see the truth of it according to the level of the concept or matter and thereby make decisions that would enable her to travel while encountering as little danger as possible. It wasn't omnipotent but still worked for most cases.

This kind of power was close to the Mystic Diviner profession. However, it was not karmic guidance that Clara saw but seeing through the truth of the myriad of entities, both living, non-living and conceptual matters. The more strong her unique physique was, the more she would be able to see through with those heavenly eyes of hers.

Meanwhile, the Karmic Guardian Emperor stayed quiet as he also knew that this was due to the Transcendent Truth Eyes. Instead of refusing to comment that would be quite suspicious as people might suspect that they rigged it for Clara, they just said that they had no idea either.

*Gasp!~*

Logan, as though having suicidal tendencies, moved up for the fifth time where the chances that he would oust himself increased by eighty to ninety-nine percent!

"Ahaha!"

When he opened the door, he couldn't help but laugh at surviving, looking truly joyful. But on the other hand, the crowd were truly taken aback, even gasping at his actions even though they knew he would just make it to the second row, first column spatial bubble without fail.

Clara followed suit, arriving at the second row, third column room.

The next turn came, and Logan, knowing that he would face certain elimination this time if he headed up again, went down, going back the way he came from when he looked at the door opposite to him simultaneously opening.

A white-robed beauty having a hint of his features emerged, causing him to smile widely as he pointed at her.

"Clara, my child! I have missed you so much! Now, exchange pointers with me. I, your father, is eager to battle!"

Logan uttered without any shame as he knew that Clara would face him if he challenged her even though she said different, and strangely enough, his words didn't come off as rude but correct since he was talking to his own daughter.

Clara looked fairly surprised but then lightly smiled behind her veil, looking at her father, who looked lively for some reason.

However, her knees bent as she went on her knelt suddenly, causing Logan to freeze in silence as his smile became stiff.

"All our glory'¦ belongs to imperial father for allowing us to be born into this world."

Clara kowtowed once, aligning her forehead with her knees and feet before opening her mouth once more.

"I forfeit."

Clara's figure became shrouded in a pure white light as she stood up, making her look like a benevolent fairy before she was transported out.

"'¦"

Logan's expression became complicated, looking both exasperated and moved.

He didn't ask for this, only wanting to battle and see the limits of his strength. He was practically assured that he wouldn't be able to win against Clara even if he was able to win against Tanya Frostblight and Sophie but still wanted a carefree battle. However, his daughter, daughter-in-law, and a maiden-in-love seemed to have a different idea on how to face him.

But, what was more endearing to him was that Clara, even with the implications of her Transcendent Truth Eyes, went as far as to kowtow to him. He thought Clara was the most estranged child out of the five he had with Claire due to her side-effects of displaying the traits of an absolute ruler, but now, it seemed like all the respect and love she had for him was in her heart.

The next second, white light appeared on him before it also transported him out.

"'¦"

Logan looked back and saw the spatial formation crumbling as though converging on each other before disappearing. The ranking became visible, causing him to almost break out scoffing in a fit.

[1st rank: Logan Loret

2nd rank: Clara Alstreim]

Towards his side, he saw Clara appearing before him, causing him to raise his hand and pat her head.

"Little lass, you should've been the one who won, not me."

"But father, I couldn't disrespect you."

"... Sigh, forget it."

Logan didn't know when this child became so filial, but thinking back, this child had been nothing but filial, even taking care of his empire for him. He stood completely moved, unable to utter a word in embarrassment that he dismissed it instead.

Amidst the silent gaze of the dumbfounded crowd, they returned back to the Alstreim Family's seating area.

Logan appeared in front of Davis before he asked.

"Son, if you were in this segment, would you do the same?"

"I'd kick your ass, father..."

"A worthy son!"

"Davis, so rude!"

While Logan clenched his fist in pride, the others screamed at Davis for being impertinent, with Claire being the loudest as her cheeks pouted aggrievedly.