Divine Emperor of Death

Both Davis and Myria seemed to be deep in contemplation, while the others appeared downtrodden. Even though Myria said something like waiting for the right opportunity to strike back, they had the cognition to see and think for themselves.

Just how were they supposed to strike at their weaknesses at the right moment? Especially when getting attacked by life-threatening attacks that could potentially end their lives?

Perhaps, the imitations were holding back from totally killing the challengers because of the rules. Wouldn't it be worse from the sixth time and above if that was the case?

Honestly, they felt like stopping Davis, recalling his words that this lucky opportunity was merely one of many needles hidden in a haystack. The treasure was tempting, even to them, but they preferred having Davis alive if the end result was his death, or even worse, being taken over by that raved imitation even though they could be said to be the same person from what they understood as Ellia took over and explained, seemingly worried for Davis while still healing.

"Still, it's as expected." Myria abruptly opened her mouth, gaining all of their attention again, "It seems like this formation made from Chaos Laws and Five Elements Laws is unable to replicate your physique."

"It did, actually." Davis dryly smiled as he shook his head, "However, it faced some kind of obstruction in that process and quickly rescinded forming my unique physique."

'I doubt if it could also replicate my Emperor Sigil as it is as it contains the essence of Fallen Heaven...' He couldn't help but think.

His words certainly made Myria think of the heavens, but she still appeared contemplative, pausing for a while before she nodded.

"In that case, there must be a formation spirit or perhaps, a palace spirit seeing these battles through. Otherwise, it's just not possible for a formation to react by itself unless it's made that way in the first place, but that would make the formation even more complex that I doubt that even 'that' person is capable of making such a finely-detailed formation for a trial."

"…"

Davis already had his brows raised in shock. Does that mean all that he conversed with his imitation was heard by this so-called formation spirit or palace spirit?

He didn't know what to say to that statement, pursing his lips in worry, but since this place supposedly belonged to that world master, he began to ignore it. What would come for him would surely come, and that is where his reckoning probably laid.

'That is where I must truly form a countermeasure instead of mulling over this battle...'

He thought but still couldn't arrive at a possibility of winning, finding himself stumbling at the lower steps funnily enough. He raised his head to look at Myria.

"Are you going to challenge again soon?"

"Yes."

"Any chances of winning?"

"Abysmal."

"Thought so…"

Davis lowered his head, smiling because he felt that he wasn't stupid since Myria felt the same, not having an answer to win this overwhelming challenge.

"It would've been fine if were someone else. However, winning against someone who is over a level higher than yourself but also knows almost all your own thoughts and could predict how you would think is..."

Myria shook her head, "… basically impossible, just like the sixth floor and below where every imitation was defeated by their originals without suspense."

Mingzhi, Niera, Fiora, Evelynn, and Natalya couldn't help but wryly smile as they faced opponents who were a level lower or more than them. Mingzhi, Niera, and Fiora especially found it extremely, the former just finishing the battle with a slap while the others also defeated their imitations quickly.

Evelynn took some time, but that was because she was in a conversation. However, she still sealed her imitation with Sealing Hex, easily winning the battle when she required, and Natalya also didn't face much of a problem defeating her imitation. Both of them faced imitations that were only one level lower, but they still came out on top, basically trampling over them, although they had a problem or two, which wasn't much.

With such a result, how could Davis possibly win this challenge? Even though they had immense confidence, they couldn't see it happening and hence thought of walking out from this challenge as they could at least enjoy the immortal treasures they grabbed from the lower floors, even ready to give everything to Davis so that he could use those treasures to further his comprehension and cultivation.

"However, I'm not going in there anytime soon, and you're free to challenge it again if you want. Moreover, I won't say much other than to utilize the increased time in this space that's altered by a formation governed by Spacetime Laws to perfect your escape and killing techniques. The imitations will know what we're trying to do, but those are the only chances we have and don't bother using external items like weapons and pills or summoning spirits. They would be recreated by the formation, and I'm well aware you hold the advantage to winning this challenge over me but don't count yourself lucky. I still have a few things up my sleeves."

Myria coldly spoke as though warning before she left, leaving Davis blinking thrice as he was unable to understand if she wanted to caution or threaten him. Nonetheless, he was now incapable of battling as he had to heal himself for some more time, perhaps even a day or two.

However, he couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

The palace was extremely spacious, and therefore, Myria went to the other side of the corner, her back seemingly lonely.

'Reminds me of… me?'

He wryly smiled as he thought about his past self, shaking his head when suddenly Mingzhi's smiling face entered his vision, causing his smile to freeze.

"Davis, your imitation, no, you were so cute in there, burning with jealousy..."

"…" Instantly, his smile became bashful, unable to hide his emotions amidst her teasing expression, which made him sigh as though he was caught.

"Curses… you all saw it..."

"Goes to say how much he wants us. It makes me feel overjoyed~"

Natalya clamored as she spun around, causing Mingzhi to become tongue-tied momentarily. She only tried to change this gloomy atmosphere, but Natalya's words instantly had everyone nodding as though she was the villainess for making such a statement.

'The council of harem is scary...'

Even Mingzhi didn't want to offend them, obediently stepping back as though she never existed. However, a hand caught her wrist, causing her to instantly feel as though she was floating as she landed on a lap, finding herself caught by Davis.

"Pervert. Let me go~ You haven't even finished healing yet, but you want me already?"

Instantly, Mingzhi blushed as she felt the gazes of everyone landing on her. She was bold but not bold enough to be intimate in front of everyone.

"My other hand hasn't regrown yet, or I would do some crazy things with you in front of all your sisters, my lovely Mingzhi."

Davis tightly held her with one hand, disallowing her to leave as he smiled like a rogue, his face closing in on her to kiss her as she moved back in a rhythm, her cheeks appearing crimson. However, Mingzhi instantly calmed, seemingly raising her brow in disdain.

"You're forgetting that your little sister and aunt are also here."

"…!"

Clara and Tia instantly looked away, seemingly blushing that they got caught, while Davis and the others appeared to be in an awkward position.

"…" Davis blinked at those two before he shrugged.

"Whatever, they're also adults."

"Shameless!!!"

Instantly, a chorus of melodious voices echoed with embarrassment, causing Davis to be dumbfounded. Using this chance, Mingzhi successfully escaped, wiping the sweat off her forehead in an imaginary manner.

'Phew, safe from being culled by the council of harem...'

She felt that it would've been fine if she did something worthy of being praised for being intimate in front of everyone, but after everyone misunderstood her, she would basically be playing with fire if she continued on. However, a slap to the butt woke her out of her reverie, causing her to look at a green-robed woman grinning at her.

"Don't overthink it. If your naughty body could help him cheer up, then we would collectively send you and him together to a lone space without a second thought~"

"You…!"

Looking at Fiora giggling loudly along with the others, Mingzhi turned crimson with shame, thinking that she was stupid to have thought deep into it. As expected, these women were crazed for him, willing to do almost anything like her if something untoward happened to him.