Divine Emperor of Death

While Davis was in his own thoughts, only a few minutes passed as Myria's battle reached a closing.

*Boom!~*

Copious amounts of blood spilled from Myria as she seemed to have lost her left hand from her wrist while the imitation didn't fare any better, losing a leg from the knee. Their overflowing reincarnation energy was used to the fullest extent as they cast terrifying techniques, expending enormous amounts of soul force in a single move that their rate of soul force recovery couldn't keep up.

One had their casting compromised and the other their speed, and a few other techniques that could be unleashed with the leg.

The two of them were at a close distance, exchanging numerous attacks that kept repeatedly scraping off each other's flesh as blood splashed. Their jade white skin possessed a hint of bloody rosiness that kept quickly shattering and healed by life energy, repeating a cycle of life and death at least a hundred times.

"Kill!"

Abruptly, the imitation raised its hands, its eyes bloodshot as it surged with an overwhelming amount of reincarnation energy, swaying with an immense force that gathered into the palm of its hands.

She stretched out her hand and drew out a greater reincarnation lance that seemed like a spear that would send even a heaven's favored to the otherworld.

"Spear of Damnation"

Noticing the third and final destructive reincarnation technique being unleashed, Myria's scalp turned numb as she quickly generated the same, screaming atop of her lungs as she launched it at her fake!

*Boom!~*

The two Spears of Damnation struck each other and exploded into a cloud of chaotic reincarnation energy. It didn't cause Myria and her imitation to be sent flying but overwhelmed them in a field of gas that quickly started to cause their flesh to start disappearing as though it didn't exist.

Their robes made up of reincarnation energy fought against the invasion, but it passed through and eroded the flesh. Even the blood, before it could spill two centimeters away, ends up disappearing into thin air.

However, within that threatening black-white reincarnation field swam Myria and the imitation, closing in on each other as they struck out with their hands, their palms holding an exquisite amount of energy.

*Bzzz!~*

*Puchi!~*

"Ahg!~"

Myria grunted as she felt her entire soul shudder as though it was going to collapse, the imitation having captured her forehead and injecting with a killer move at a close range. However, her Eternal Life Soul abruptly released a blinding black-white light that seared the incoming attack, causing it to vanish.

On the other hand, Myria had stabbed her imitation's bosom, her hand grasping a bloody heart as the reincarnation energy she contained within her palm exploded, imploding inside the imitation's heart. However, the implosion not only caused the heart to erode but caused the fake's whole body to collapse.

"…!"

Davis and the others could see the imitation disappear starting from the place she was pierced as though she was a collection of withering petals of flowers into nothingness.

Myria had won while the imitation had lost.

Davis and the others could see copious amounts of blood emerging out of Myria's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, bleeding from all seven orifices before she quickly shook her head, looking at the barrier only to notice that it hadn't disappeared.

Quickly, she turned to look around, her gaze moving left, right, and above before looking below, her expression changing as she saw an image of herself rise above from the ground while exiting from a camouflaged state.

"Weren't you close? Even still cautious enough to check the barrier to see if I was killed at a moment of joy..."

The imitation rose like a ghost, blocking Myria's path to the exit with a crazed smile on her face.

"Curses…!"

"You really thought you could kill me that easily? Unfortunately, I know you ran out of soul force to perform that final attack. Take this!~"

The imitation's soul body surged with reincarnation energy, enveloping the region as her Supreme Immortal Sigil was activated.

Simultaneously, Myria did the same even before the imitation took action, activating her Supreme Immortal Sigil as it counteracted her fake prowess. However, instead of attacking, Myria used it to escape as she shot into a dark ray of light and rushed past the imitation.

However, an impending wave of doom struck her back as reincarnation energy flailed and eroded her flesh, causing a heavy dent to form on her body as her beating heart became visible, blood splashing in the air before it evaporated into thin air.

"Hhg~"

Myria clenched her teeth as she silently moaned in pain. However, she didn't stop to check but escaped with great speed, piercing through the barrier as she made it out and was instantly forced down by the laws of the palace, which caused her to crash to the ground as she rolled like a shattering boulder, leaving a heavy trace of blood on the tiles.

Watching this, the imitation merely smiled, but that smile was one that was assured of her victory before she disappeared into thin air.

*Gasp!~*

Myria gasped, quickly sitting up as life energy surged from her soul as it began to encase her body. However, since she activated her Supreme Immortal Sigil and the spirit formation was still active, her prowess became naturally higher, allowing her to heal more efficiently as the wounds on her body closed, especially her severed left hand and the big hole behind her bosom.

However…

"Myria, it hurts… I… feel like I'm going to disappear..."

Ellia's voice sounded frail, as though she was a mere smoke that was about to dissipate into thin air.

"Don't worry. You're just losing consciousness from the soul injury. I'll recover right now!"

Myria sternly consoled Ellia, her mind slightly trembling in panic as she really had been heavily wounded in the soul, one that almost equated to or as severe as the one she received back then when she died.

The thought that she had been having entered her mind as it became clear that her imitation had the thought of heavily wounding her soul in this battle and planned to finish her off in the ninth and final challenge!

On the other hand, Davis calmed his beating heart, becoming relieved that Myria had lost. She had almost won the challenge, causing him to sweat buckets. Still, he couldn't help but be worried over her injuries as he walked toward her.

However, noticing that her wounds were healing faster than before, he became assured, and although he was worried about her soul injury as he witnessed her imitation grabbing her forehead, he understood that the Eternal Life Soul was perhaps the most resilient soul when it came to soul attacks, able to passively heal even if she was out cold.

He was no longer worried, smiling as he turned around and walked into the chamber, his eyes blazing with the intent to win!

As soon as he entered, the barrier that had just dispersed came back, blocking the other's path inside before the chamber quickly formed his imitation.

The imitation grinned like a devil, his chin raising up in a victorious pose.

"You just saw Myria getting her ass handed to her, and you have the gall to challenge me again? If anything, I have to praise my own art of courting death that would allow me to live!"