Divine Emperor of Death

Weiss Alstreim's two purple pupils dilated into tiny needless. His finger that pointed at Edgar Alstreim all this while trembled even more before his expression became something of ugliness in his handsome yet pale face.

"You bastard! Are you aware of what you're doing!?" He bellowed!

*Rumble!~*

His essence energy blazed into crimson flames, encasing him in a fiery prison while almost portraying him to be an impeccable flame expert!

Everyone became cautious as they retreated from their seats, afraid that they would be indiscriminately subjected to the attack directed at Edgar Alstreim. However, a few people who had confidence in their own strengths remained seated.

They were unfazed, considering the amount of might Weiss Alstreim expunged as a form of warning in his show of force.

Indeed, the two younger generational organizations' leaders were at the Peak-Level Law Dominion Stage, and they had nothing to fear in front of these two Low-Level Seventh Stage Cultivators.

Even though Weiss Alstreim and Edgar Alstreim were 'Young Masters' of this generation, they were not worried. Considering that there was a wide-gap in three levels in the Seventh Stage while the 'Young Masters' could only ascend a level to battle, they could easily instakill the troublemakers.

They rather wanted to watch how these two trashes make a fool of themselves.

However, a person suddenly stepped in to interfere.

"Edgar Alstreim, you have successfully stepped into the Martial Master Stage despite being a crippled person. I congratulate you on achieving this feat. However, if you think that you can challenge the Young Master and live to see the next day, you are nothing but day-dreaming."

"Moreover, while you proved that you could be one among us, you certainly can't say that your potential would still lead you to reach the Eighth Stage."

"After all, you are destined to remain at the Seventh Stage for your entire life, unlike us! Oh, forgive me, I meant to say that this is your destiny! So don't be offended."

Ravalat Alstreim possessed a condescending attitude, "I won't say anything disadvantageous to you since we go back a little in the past, so heed my words and retract you challenge so that you may possess the chance to survive; a chance to keep your life intact."

Edgar Alstreim narrowed his eyes as he looked at Ravalat Alstreim 'advise him'. He couldn't help but smile.

"Ravalat Alstreim..."

"You were more than a hundred years older than me, but you still had the gall to ask my daughter Claire's hand in marriage, even sucking up to me even though I was a cripple at that time! But the moment this bastard Weiss Alstreim warned you, you backed off like you couldn't be a better grandson in the entire Fifty-Two Territories!"

"And now that you have finally made a name for yourself by sucking up these very people you now look down upon because you gained power, do you feel as if you won?"

"Well, let me tell you that you're nothing but a scheming sewage rat, Ravalat!"

"Edgar!!!"

Ravalat Alstreim's expression trembled in rage and shame before it finally exploded.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll no longer be polite!"

However, just before he could make a move, Edgar Alstreim sneered.

"Did you not read the life and death contract that I am holding?"

Ravalat Alstreim angrily glanced at the life and death contract before his pupils contracted.

He could see that this was an official contract one could obtain from visiting the No Same Sky Martial Platform, and one could even obtain from Elders and Grand Elders. The one obtained from the latter held more weight, and it seems Edgar Alstreim seemed to have obtained this from Elder Havle Alstreim!

That meant that this contract should be enforced considering the stakes involved!

"I challenge Weiss Alstreim to a life and death battle for the Young Master's position, and the reason I have stated in the contract clearly mentions that because of the suffering I went through as well as for the unwarranted death of my precious wife, Juliana, I Edgar Alstreim have a valid reason to kill Weiss Alstreim."

"This means, as long as I have a justified personal vendetta against Weiss Alstreim while challenging him, you cannot interfere by challenging me. Otherwise, you'll be disciplined by the Elders!" Edgar Alstreim exclaimed.

But looking at Ravalat Alstreim still be stubborn with his hostile gaze, he sneered.

"However, since this is an important fight for the Young Master's position, you will inevitably be executed if you obstruct me without a valid reason like mine!"

Ravalat Alstreim's expression fell.

"You just had to have me spell it out for you, heh!" Edgar Alstreim coldly chuckled.

He wanted to utter the word 'scram!' in anger towards this rat, but he didn't as his gaze was fixed on his target.

While Ravalat Alstreim reluctantly retreated, his eyes gleaming in a cold light, Claire kept her deathly stare concentrated on him.

She recalled in the past that due to her rising talent, Ravalat Alstreim tried to woo her several times, but she rather ended up giving him the cold shoulder in annoyance because all she concentrated on was her cultivation at that time. Then he no longer appeared before her, but instead of giving up, he went to her father and started to suck up to him like a good grandson.

That made her look at him in an amusing light.

But now, if Ravalat Alstreim had kept this up, she would've cast the death sentence on him as well. Nevertheless, she suppressed her killing intent as she stared at him for a few seconds before returning her gaze towards her father.

Edgar Alstreim coldly stared at Weiss Alstreim, "Now then, since the hindrance is cleared, let us be on our way to the No Same Sky Martial Platform."

"Bastard, do you really think that you are worthy enough to challenge me!?" Weiss Alstreim screamed as spit flew from his mouth.

"Did you not understand when Ravalat said that your future is limited and that your destiny is sealed? As a cripple, you don't have the qualifications to challenge me!"

Weiss Alstreim's chest heaved, his pupils trembling before he calmed himself down.

"Let's say you somehow managed to defeat me... "

"Even then, you are still courting death!" He spat out from his mouth, all the while still having an ugly expression on his face.

Davis frowned.

Weiss Alstreim still seemed to be in denial that he was challenged. From Davis's perspective, it appeared as if Weiss Alstreim was afraid.

'Of course, he knows that there is no one backing him right now, a cornered magical beast as one would say, but in the perspective of others, he is still backed by two Grand Elders.'

However, Davis couldn't understand why Weiss Alstreim was stupid enough to express fear in his body language.

'Perhaps, did he lose his mind because a person he would consider as a cripple had the audacity to challenge him now?'

Davis could now tell that he was unstable, paranoid, and superficial because he was exiled from the group he belonged to in the past, but to think that it had this kind of effect. It almost looked as if Weiss Alstreim was already possessed by a heart demon, making his emotions become rather twisted.

But he could understand.

After all, it was normal for Weiss Alstreim to expect for the news of his 'backing' to be made public by Grand Elder Valdrey Alstreim or Grand Elder Elise Alstreim anytime. It could've leaked for all he knew, making him incredibly paranoid towards anyone who displayed hostility to him!