Divine Emperor of Death

Evelynn and the others arrived at the eighth floor, turning to look at the chamber of might where they, the challengers, tested their might against their own selves. They had taken a fair amount of time to advance to the eighth floor, so their thought was that Davis would've already completed his challenge and was ready to challenge the ninth floor, waiting for them.

However, when they laid their eyes on the transparent barrier, they saw that it was still active. But, their eyes went wide as they couldn't see a single thing inside amidst the raging sea of heavenly flames and heavenly lightning forming a net, blocking their view of what was going on inside the challenging chamber.

Outside the barrier, there was an icy-blue-robed figure seemingly staring at the ground before she turned to look at them. Her white hair gently swayed before her eyes curved in a smile upon seeing them.

"What's going on?"

Evelynn couldn't help but ask, her expression looking worried.

"He implemented a barrier of his own so that I couldn't listen to his true thoughts, which makes it boring, but it is unfortunate for you all since you can't see who he truly is."

Myria replied, causing Evelynn and the others to narrow their brows.

"True thoughts? Whatever it may be, his actions spoke volumes when he decided to sacrifice his life for us. I am deeply grateful to you for saving me, but don't be doubting his true character in front of us, in front of me. It is quite offensive, I must say."

Myria's shoulders lightly shook as she giggled, "As expected of the first wif-"

However, her shoulders straightened before she turned to look at a crimson-robed woman who had an opaque veil, unlike the others.

"Shirley, come here. I'll heal you."

"…"

Shirley went flabbergasted before she realized that it was Ellia from the tone of her voice.

"… Ellia… Thanks~ I'll take advantage of your kindness."

No matter what, she didn't want Davis to see her face like this, quickly walking towards Ellia as though afraid that Davis might come out at any time.

Ellia simply smiled behind her veil, raising her hands as she placed her palms over Shirley's face, bringing down her veil with her soul force. Shirley instantly became ashamed as she looked away. However, Ellia didn't bat an eye. Her soul force simply surged out, turning into pure white light as they began to envelop Shirley's face, beginning to heal her.

Ellia had seen worse injuries in Myria's memories, but this was over-the-top, heart-shaking as half of Shirley's face turned crystalline and kept breaking into brittle blisters as though it could turn into ruin.

'This… is this the aftermath of being burned by Icefire Laws?'

She already knew that Shirley inherited both Ice and Fire Phoenix Inheritances as she had kept contact with her, although the latter seemed to be hesitant to ask about Icefire Laws, although she herself didn't know much about it.

Still, it was her first time seeing an injury made by Icefire Laws, although she knew it would just be a combination of Ice and Fire Laws as Shirley wouldn't have progressed much in this short amount of time.

Meanwhile, Shirley felt at peace, feeling the serene energy flowing into her pores and restoring every strand of her cells. However, she couldn't help but feel a certain difference, as though Ellia's life energy wasn't as good as Davis's life energy.

"…!"

But then, suddenly, the soul force spiked, imbuing her with a divine feeling that made her eyes go wide as she stared at herself using soul sense. She could see that the crystalline blisters covering her skin turned into ashes as they fell apart, becoming replaced with her fair skin.

"Wha- so fast..." Shirley's lips couldn't help but tremble

Her injury was at the ninth level of the Ninth Stage, not to mention that it was caused by her own combination of Ice and Fire Laws. She had already cleared the remnant energy, but the damage was already done, so she could only leave it to heal by itself as the crystalline blisters fall apart in time unless she sought a potent healing pill or the help of Davis but to think that Ellia's Life Laws would heal her this quickly.

Ellia took her hands away, already having finished healing Shirley. But Shirley still stared at Ellia with shock, unable to help but contrive that her Life Laws were better than Davis. However, since Ellia's abilities were a part of her reincarnation, she wasn't that surprised.

"Is… is this a technique?"

"Yes, it's called Empty Vital's Lifeflow Grace. In short, it is a concentrated surge of life energy revitalizing living things back to their health, perhaps, even more, healthier than they were before getting injured. In other words, it instantly heals almost any injuries that are within my ability to heal, and even if the injury is more powerful by a level, it only takes a few recurrences of this technique, and they're good to go."

Ellia cheerfully spoke, her voice prideful as she saw Shirley and the others look fascinated.

"Naturally, it wasn't me who created this technique but Myria."

"…"

'She really is a Saintess...'

Shirley pursed her lips, thinking that Myria was truly a good person to have known such a technique, and her experience should've caused her to heal at least thousands of people before she turned into something that was called a Fiend.

However, she couldn't bother about something like that because although Myria was ruthless with her enemies and those who plotted against her, poisoning an entire family to death back when they journeyed together, she had never lifted her hand against innocents. From this, she could tell that Myria was a genuinely good person.

However, it didn't matter to her what kind of title Myria or Ellia held.

She thought that Davis should really marry Ellia even if she was a stranger or a young mistress of a powerful family in the immortal world because she just had that kind of value. In her mind, all good things that are not claimed yet should belong to them.

But still, she knew that Davis was already starting to love Ellia as Ellia wished, so she knew that they would more or less be together. However…

'I wonder what Myria feels about him...'

She couldn't help but sneakily think as she thanked Ellia once again and looked away. However, with Davis and Myria insulting or provoking each other the moment they met, she just shook her head, thinking that it wasn't possible. Her eyes stayed on the raging sea of heavenly flames disallowing her to see past or hear anything, causing her and the others to have no choice other than to wait in the happiness of having her beautiful countenance healed back.

But still, she turned around and returned back to her sisters, her crimson eyes appearing solemn as she stared at them.

"Forgot what you all saw, and don't ever tell Davis that I had my face ruined…! I don't want him to needlessly worry."

Shirley emphasized, looking serious while the others nodded their heads. However, a certain someone reacted with a flinch as soul force surged from their body.

"Oh no. My soul force is going to accidentally slip from my soul sea and create an image of Shirley having her face burned by her own attack..."

"Mingzhi…!"

Shirley blushed, looking like she was going to cry, while Mingzhi giggled.

"Hehe~ I'm just kidding." She dispersed her soul force, looking smug.

Shirley pouted before she moved.

"Also, there's no need to wait for Davis. Ellia will heal you."

Shirley grabbed Isabella and forcefully took her to Myria, who helplessly and exasperatedly shook her head and had Ellia take over her again. Isabella seemed hesitant to receive help from someone else, but since they were already in debt, why not take full advantage of it? Or so Shirley convinced and made her indebted to Ellia as part of a larger plan to have everyone accept her.

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"… So what you're saying is that I will die regardless of how I strengthen myself?"

Two purple-robed figures with similar features on their faces, like identical twins, talked to each other. However, one of their expressions was quite doubtful, while the other exuded a hint of complacence.

"Oh, don't fool yourself, Davis. You, we of all people, should know that those who possessed Fallen Heaven died to its unnatural fate-twisting ability, not to mention who knows how many people are after this damned treasure, and perhaps, even the world master is planning something for their own benefits that relate to your life and death. What makes you think that you can escape such a tragic fate that is so strongly pointed against you?"

The purple-robed man on the throne almost rolled his eyes.

"I'm kinda shitty if you ask me, resorting to provocations if I started to see that I'm losing. As your original, I'm ashamed of you."

"…!"

*Bang!~*

Black lightning and crimson flaming wisps surged out, transforming into dashing kirins as they shot towards Davis, twisting upon each other as they exuded a terrifying might capable of twisting the heaven and earth outside, but halfway through, they struck an impediment and collapsed upon themselves.

Davis looked at his imitation that had become angered, a hint of amusement emerging in his eyes as he sat on a throne made out of heavenly lightning, seemingly like a heavenly emperor as he had a fruitful conversation with his imitation that was unable to break out of the cage he made with black-silver stands of heavenly lightning, further strengthened with sparks of dark crimson wisps of heavenly flames adorning those strands of heavenly lightning.