Divine Emperor of Death

Clara turned around and flew away, heading towards her mother, whom she found was the closest to her than the others with her soul sense. But on the other hand, the people who had a good laugh saw that she was as mystical as her brother although not as powerful as him.

They already possessed deep respect for those who could use Mandate Laws, and finally confirming that she also possessed it as they saw her lock the youth down, disallowing him to move with mere words which could only be done by those who used Mandate Laws, they accepted why she was able to get into the Heaven Mandate Temple and even become its successor.

She took down an opponent whose level is a bit higher or the same with ease, and that was not an easy feat to accomplish in the Seventh Stage, one of the three last stages of mortal shedding!

Nevertheless, how come the Alstreim Family was so mysterious that they suddenly had an influx of experts?

It couldn't be that they had the destiny of rulers from the heavens, right?

They couldn't help but think before they were quickly distracted as they saw the battles occur in each of the projections.

"Hayou! Defeat him! We, the Azureclaw Family, shouldn't back down!"

"Jambei, don't you dare admit defeat! Fight till you bleed to death, bastard! Our entire Ascending Path Sect's fate is being carried on your shoulders!"

"No! Kritika, escape! That Ulyzen is a bad match for your elemental nature!"

Many people screamed at the projection with intensity. It was not just one or a few, but thousands of voices seethed with emotions as they pushed on and motivated their power's participants while some simply held their fists or sticks with nervousness and watched.

The entire New Era Battle Arena was in an uproar over the first minute before they began to calm down because, unlike the first guy who was forced out, none came out even after two minutes. Making the participants admit defeat wasn't as easy as Clara made it seem to be as she conveniently yet perfectly captured her ambusher above a crevice and made him plunge into its abyss.

The others weren't as foolish as him as they either chose to retreat upon meeting a strong opponent or ally with them or the others they encountered during their escape, essentially thwarting the opponent that was a bit stronger than them.

Many scenarios played out with intensity, causing the crowd to be still nervous or smiling with expectations.

Clara quickly caught up with her mother in the desert area as she arrived in front of her. However, she looked that her mother was staring at the empty space with a smile behind her veil.

"What's wrong, mother?"

Clara worriedly asked.

"Hehe…" Claire came back to herself as she giggled, "I just found it funny as well as empowering that a young man similar to my age scrammed at the very moment he recognized me to be the mother of the Emperor of Death. I feel extremely proud, but at the same time sad because with this kind of precedence, no one would dare to battle me."

Clara lightly shook her head, "I'll battle you, mother."

"Oh…?"

Claire turned to look at her daughter, her smile turning into one of amusement.

"Let's battle, but after we run out of opponents to face, okay?"

Clara nodded her head before they headed together in another direction, seeking opponents to face.

In another patch of land where no crevices could be seen within the surrounding twenty-kilometer range, a white-robed man could be seen chasing a red-robed man with elegance before the former caught up to the latter.

Purple lightning shone from his body as it crackled with immense might. He raised his hand and pointed towards the red-robed man when his lips moved.

"Searing Purple Current."

A large burst of purple lightning shot towards the red-robed man as it seared the air, making the air distort. The red-robed man turned back as he felt his scalp turn numb.

"Supreme Domain!"

He screamed with intensity as a pale green domain appeared around him, extending to hundreds, entering the thousand mark before stopping at the thousand and eight hundred meters range. However, it suddenly compressed, covering a mere twenty meters. The formation of the domain was always faster than a technique as long as it was unleashed before an attack reached them, so it became possible for the purple lightning to be stopped.

However, the thick wave of purple lightning struck the wind domain, pierced through, and seared half its way into the spherical domain before it was extinguished by the tiny blades of wind that kept cutting it into strands; making the purple lightning disappear!

Still, the red-robed man's scalp didn't stop feeling numb as the purple lightning managed to pierce through his domain and almost near him in its compressed form. This meant that the other party absolutely possessed a Perfect Domain, just as he expected!

He was just about to turn around and scram as he felt that he had little chance to win when his opponent suddenly blocked his path and punched out with his fist as purple lightning crackled.

The red-robed man had his windy Supreme Domain active, not worried about this close-ranged attack as he saw hope in dire straits. He didn't stop but moved to the front as he engulfed the white-robed man into his twenty-meter radius spherical domain and clenched his fist.

Instantly, the tiny blades transformed into terrifying slicers with a sharp end as they struck out against the white-robed man. The latter didn't seem to mind and simply punched out when a terrifying wave of purple lightning blasted apart the domain while two more energies, martial energy and soul force, smashed along with it, catching the red-robed man off-guard.

*Bang!~*

"Ahhh!!!"

A furious arc of purple lightning struck him and sent him flying, causing him to scream out in pain as it burned his chest, leaving a visible mark. The white-robed man followed suit in chasing him down before he pinned him down underneath his foot and stomped his abdomen.

"Pui!"

The red-robed man spat a mouthful of blood to the side before he raised both his hands and trembled.

"Wa- Wait..! I give up! I lost! Don't hurt me! I don't want to die!"

The white-robed man became flabbergasted. He was none other than Logan, who had his brows raised as he looked at the unnamed youth in front of him before he understood what occurred just now and inwardly sighed.

'Son, your fearful presence in their hearts straightaway takes their courage to face me, your father… This is certainly a good thing as it makes me proud but not necessarily for this competition where I came to improve myself a bit and widen my horizons...'

He pursed his lips, feeling both proud and wry as he watched the unnamed red-robed youth being covered in front of him by a white light before he vanished from his presence.

Without knowing that he defeated the second person to have lost this competition, he turned around and left, only to have an encounter again nearby a sunken plain. However, this time, he faced two opponents instead of one.

Both wore a white robe with black sword patterns and possessed black swords behind their backs, so it could be seen that they were of the same power. Nevertheless, Logan didn't bother as he took a confident stance of having his hands behind his back before he spoke with authority.

"Come."