Divine Emperor of Death

Stella Voidfield turned to look towards Davis, about to say that it was impossible for anyone and have him vouch for her, but then, looking at him vaguely smirk at her, she clenched her teeth and started using her fingers to control the expansion separately and maintain them.

Her expression trembled, spending the utmost effort to expand the spatial disturbances that Myria was sporadically causing to appear.

"..."

Stella Voidfield's expression became pitiful. Just as she completed the third and fourth spatial disturbances, somehow, more appeared. Without even having to be told, she knew that she would have to expand them as well.

Davis almost burst laughing but to not disturb Stella Voidfield, he suppressed his mouth from saying something with his hand. However, he could see where Myria was going with this kind of plan. The spatial disturbances, although at a glance, seemed to be created randomly, all had a similar distance between them, aligned in such a way that seemed to be a tunnel in his eyes.

Six, seven... nine... ten... thirteen... fourteen, and all the way up to the sixteenth spatial disturbance, which Myria declared as the final.

Although Myria formed the foundation, the brunt of the windy atmosphere and the stabilization of these spatial disturbances were all burdened by Stella Voidfield. Her purple eyes were bloodshot at this moment, seemingly overstressed.

Numerous spatial branches manifested out of her body, controlling each spatial disturbance with the utmost concentration. It was unknown what kind of mountainous pressure her soul was in, considering the violent pressure of the cyclone occasionally slicing the expansion of the spatial disturbances.

But despite the intense pressure, Stella Voidfield kept going as she clenched her teeth so much that blood started leaking out of her mouth, all because Myria declared that it was the final spatial disturbance.

Her voluptuous figure shuddered, and her arms trembled crazily as though she was going to give up at any moment.

However, the trembling spatial energy manifesting into a vortex connecting to a layer behind the void abruptly stabilized, causing Myria's eyes to flicker.

This was the moment of alignment in her mind.

Just as the final spatial disturbance stabilized, the windy atmosphere within the icy cyclone underwent a minute change. There were still devastating waves of wind force everywhere. However, a spiral pathway made up of ice abruptly appeared. The ice condensed into stairs and led further in a spiral manner, but that wasn't the most impressive thing as within this pathway, there existed no breeze, much fewer wind blades!

It caused many jaws to drop as they realized that it was an uncluttered and safe pathway to the eye of the storm!

Just how did she create a pathway to the source of the calamity!?

Olas Windfall, who was in the distance, had returned a while ago after safely retreating through using a spatial talisman. However, he was dumbfounded by their actions, watching them with incredulous eyes.

He knew that this was something that could be done by only people who knew Wind Laws to the highest degree, but the fact remained even he, the number one wind cultivator of the True Disciple - Immortal Rankings, couldn't decipher the way the flow of this windstorm worked.

Furthermore, the difficulty exponentially increased when the heaviness of the ice was involved, so for Myria to figure out something and design a way to the eye of the storm, he found her incredibly knowledgeable and attractive, just like any other present at this scene.

However, little did they know that this attractiveness caused something fatal to happen just a while ago.

*Whoosh!~*

Myria appeared beside Stella Voidfield and captured her body from falling to the ground. She saw that Stella Voidfield was severely exhausted, her bright eyes and cheery expression becoming dull. However, she was still conscious.

"As expected of a Void Dust Tree. Your perception has innate spatial coherence, allowing you to control space better than most spatial-attributed beings in the world, but your tenacity is beyond my expectations."

"Hehe~"

Stella Voidfield weakly giggled in response, but her voice sounded like she was truly delighted to be praised.

Myria wasn't also just saying this to console Stella Voidfield. She knew how difficult it would be to control space in this chaotic wind zone, especially when their prowess was lower, so for Stella Voidfield to maintain sixteen points of disturbances before they finally connected under her manipulation, allowing them to stay afloat for a period of time was nothing short of a miracle.

Honestly, she was just going to try this out, not really expecting it to work, as it had a lower probability of working than her previous plan of using a spirit formation to defuse the source of the calamity. After the ground fissured and exploded, causing the vent to expand, that previous plan was no longer viable because the terrain became unsuitable for using that particular spirit formation.

And this plan of hers depended on Stella Voidfield's ability to keep the spatial disturbance stable and intact until they all connected, creating an inward region or a tunnel that operated on its own from the pressure between the spatial disturbances and the cyclonic atmosphere.

If it failed, she had plans with a lower probability. But they were completely not feasible and were even up to their luck, which was trashy as they were Divergents, especially with Stella Voidfield appearing as she was also a Divergent.

Myria couldn't help but lightly smile at Stella Voidfield, unable to believe this little woman held such power. Her prowess was high as seven levels higher, allowing her to be on par with the top ten. If it was any lower and if Stella Voidfield was any less tenacious, this plan of hers wouldn't have worked.

She felt a bit grateful for it.

Myria then handed over Stella Voidfield to Davis, which the latter gracefully took and supported her shoulders while having her seated on a cushion that he summoned from his spatial ring. He was also thoroughly impressed with Stella's endurance.

'Or should I say... as expected of a sturdy tree.'

His expression almost twisted into one of laughter as he wanted to tease her so much but, this time, kept his mouth shut as she was truly helpful.

"Now you have no objections to Tanya coming along with me, right?"

"Yeah. Go ahead."

Davis nodded to Myria.

With them having created a safe pathway to the eye of the storm where the icy wind was less powerful, he saw that there was little danger even if the pathway collapsed halfway. With Tanya's ability, they could come out of the raging icy cyclone within a few seconds as long as they didn't stay inside for a long time.

"Unless Tanya makes a move to protect you, we won't ask for a share."

He added, causing Myria to raise her brows at him.

"Is that charity?"

"No, common sense." Davis smiled before he looked at the weakly breathing Stella Voidfield, "The two of you worked hard to create this ice-wind bridge using your spatial abilities. Naturally, we also need to do something of equivalent value to enjoy a share."

Myria stared at him for a few seconds before she silently turned and left, pouncing into the icy-breeze tunnel created in the windy zone. Tanya followed her before they easily made it all the way to the end of the tunnel and pounced into the eye of the storm.

Here, the wind was practically weak, allowing them to easily traverse before they finally arrived before impure Ice Essence Orbs, practically standing before them.

Their essences flashed in a dark-blue light and occasionally flickered with azure light, seemingly active and on the verge of reaching a point of implosion.