Divine Emperor of Death

"Who is that?"

Many people couldn't help but sound a question as they saw Schleya still wear a mask as she descended on the battle stage.

The people's attention peaked when they saw someone from the Alstreim Family's seating area step onto the battle stage. Although the last few performances of some young experts pulled into the Alstreim Family's quota to represent them were unsatisfactory, they still couldn't help but expect more, wondering if this black-robed woman would show a battle prowess as astonishing as Zestria and Natalya did.

Her peculiarly to enter with a mask made them curious, catching their undivided attention amidst the four other opponents.

"Young lady, masks aren't welcome on the battle stage. If you're taking part, you must remove it."

Honorable Elder Julian Kruse spoke in an advising tone.

Normally, he would've given a warning to the participant and even go as far as to admonish the power behind them, but unfortunately, the only hegemon that was daring to make trouble in the competition was the Alstreim Family. In fact, he had even secretly requested to step down as the arbitrator, but it was rejected to his lamentation.

No one was willing to take on this position of having to deal with an anomaly like the Alstreim Family.

Fortunately, the black-robed woman brought her hand to her mask and switched it out with a crimson veil with the help of her spatial ring. In the interval, only a crimson light flashed, disallowing them to view her beautiful visage, but just her shapely crimson eyes alone had some of their hearts skipping a beat.

"So mysterious'¦"

Some people muttered under their breath.

What was this woman trying to do?

Thirst for attention?

Honorable Elder Julian Kruse looked above and saw that the sun was going to set in a few hours before he lowered his head, witnessing that everyone was in position before he dropped his hand.

"Let the battle begin!"

Schleya instantly shot towards an opponent who wore blue robes. His eyes looked sharp, and his brows looked threatening, not to mention that he possessed a burly body capable of intimidating anyone on the battlefield.

However, smooth-flowing water flowed from his pores and gathered around his palms, making him seem different from the norm as people would usually expect him to possess Earth Laws or Metal Laws instead of Water Laws.

Nonetheless, seeing that the black-robed woman chose him as her first opponent, they were eagerly waiting to see what would happen upon their clash.

While numerous thoughts ran in their heads, Schleya quickly appeared in front of her opponent, radiating little to no undulations. People could see that she was concealing her attack method, but the moment she neared, a thin strand of crimson poured out dreadfully.

At the same time, two curved blades appeared in her palms as she held them sideways.

"Hmph!"

The burly blue-robed man had his fists wrapped around in clear water as he punched out, emitting Peak-Level Law Sea Stage undulations and prowess that reached the peak of the Low-Level Law Rune Stage! He was certainly confident in himself over conjuring a thirty-kilometer Abundant Sea. However, he didn't even see how her arms moved before his two hands separated from his body.

*Splash!~*

Blood spurted in copious amounts as his opponent's curved crimson blades severed his arms.

"What!?"

"A wicked path expert'¦!"

"Who is that!?"

Numerous people instantly stood up in shock as they saw the two of them clashing before Blood Laws filled the space around them. The strands of blood lines covering the two blades cut through the blue-robed man's powerful defense easily as though encountering no resistance and severed his arms, causing him to scream out loud as the sudden pain overwhelmed him.

However, he quickly shut his mouth and retreated, but a blade followed him and stabbed his chest, causing him to spurt a mouthful of blood.

"Pui! You'¦!"

The fear of death quickly overwhelmed him as the foreign blood energy ran rampant inside him, corrupting his blood while his water was unable to stop it. His scalp turned numb as he saw her near her him once again.

It was as though the Goddess of Slaughter was upon him, seeking to reap his life as he saw the bloody light gleaming in her eyes, full of killing intent.

However, just before Schleya could make a move, an incredible amount of pressure suddenly descended on her, causing her to plunge towards the ground and almost bend her knees upon touching the surface.

"Hmph! A wicked path trash dares to infiltrator this righteous competition? Courting death!"

Honorable Elder Mihangel Evans coldly uttered. As he was from the Heaven Mandate Temple, he was the one who should be dealing with unforeseen circumstances that needed punishments and directly suppressed the woman who used Blood Laws with his formless might, using the great power of Mandate Laws.

*Bang!~*

He was just about to deal a death blow when another type of pressure directly destroyed his formless might, causing him to reel in disbelief as he turned to look at the source.

"Emperor of Death!?"

That kind of pressure was completely seamless that he couldn't scan its prowess, but he traced it back and saw the Emperor of Death shake his finger at him.

"Tsk, tsk. Trying to kill my people in front of me? You're the one who's courting death, Mihangel Evans."

"This'¦"

Honorable Elder Mihangel Evans became nervous and confused.

Did this mean that this woman didn't infiltrate but was brought here by the Emperor of Death? The whole crowd also became confused as they became silent, filling the battle arena with a silent atmosphere.

"Blood Demoness. What are you doing here?"

Abruptly, the cold voice of youth suddenly resounded.

Everyone turned to look at a young and tall man who wore golden robes. He had an incredible bearing and kept his hands behind his back, appearing noble. The eyes of the single ladies lit upon seeing him.

'Lezlie Starchild'¦'

He was Starnova Emperor's seventh son and a younger generation member. However, he was at the Law Rune Stage and did not deign himself to participate in the Eighth Stage Segment.

As the Astral Light Sect looked after the northwestern sector of the Fifty-Two Territories, he knew about the movements of the Blood Pledge Villa, Poison Lord Villa, and a few other magical beast powers. The news that the Blood Demoness was sullied and fled for her life was also available to him, but it was unexpected that she was under the umbrella of the Emperor of Death.

But he couldn't understand. Why would the Emperor of Death give an umbrella to a fallen wicked path woman? Out of pity? Or could it be that the one who violated her was actually the Emperor of Death!?

How'd this work? He couldn't understand and let his voice out once again amidst the shock of the people who learned that she was the Blood Demoness of the Blood Pledge Villa from his reminder.

"You ran around in circles from the Blood Pledge Villa in dire straits after becoming sullied by another wicked path powerhouse that you were called the Humiliated Demoness by your own power, and now you're suddenly here? If you're looking for pity and sympathy, you won't obtain them here because of all the crimes you and your power have committed in the past."

"Sullied?"

Schleya looked unperturbed as she answered, her voice unexpectedly sounding melodious to the crowd.

"His intent still manages to fool the people. As expected of the exceptional individual who made your father cower in fear."

Lezlie Starchild's expression twisted. He raised his hand, looking as though he was about to point at Schleya and shout when an authoritative voice echoed.

"Lezlie. Stand down. It's not time for you to take matters of this level into your hands."

"Yes, imperial father."

Lezlie Starchild obediently returned to his seat, but his expression was obviously unsatisfied.

No one could humiliate his father in his mind, yet this wicked path woman was courting death. However, he could only keep his mouth shut as his father told him.

Although the Astral Light Sect was a sect, it had long been following the tradition of an imperial household, with one family ruling them, the Starchild Family. It was still a sect because there were other factions present, but the waves they could create internally were very small, and therefore, becoming an imperial family was a given.

It wouldn't be surprising if they suddenly changed their name to the Astral Light Empire one day.

"What is the meaning of this, Emperor of Death?"

The Starnova Emperor's indifferent voice resounded, but it was like pouring oil to fire, making the atmosphere become heated up as the crowd felt that they were unexpectedly going to see an altercation between two apex powerhouses!