Divine Emperor of Death

Davis came out of his concealment and saw the aftermath through the wide hole formed on the palace walls by that golden lance. The very sight of it exploding so far and its distant sound yet breezing shockwave could be felt in this place as his blonde hair shook.

However, what was truly shaking was that the spatial stability of the Fifty-Two Territories had somehow increased that even an immortal's attack only caused cracks in the distance. Nonetheless, he used his soul sense and saw that there were no casualties as the attack exploded far away from the outskirts.

That golden lance had pierced through even the Astral Light Sect's active barrier and had shot so far in a blinding speed, about twenty thousand kilometers, truly awing Davis as his attacks, although powerful, wasn't extremely fast nor that capable of traveling that far as his energy would dissipate first.

The destruction the immortals were capable of truly widened his eyes, making him feel excited as he wasn't far off from it.

"You… how…? Who… are yo- cough! Cough!"

Crimson Starchild spat a mouthful of blood as he felt his body become completely suppressed. Lowering his head, he saw a bloody hand pierced from his back, piercing out from his solar plexus, causing his pupils to shudder.

The hand left from his body, causing him to lose footing from a surging weakness as he knelt on the floor, appearing to be in disbelief.

Davis turned to look at Myria, who suppressed the immortal who almost one-shot him if he didn't successfully dodge.

Unlike his Soul Forging Cultivation that only had an Emperor Sigil, Myria's Soul Forging Cultivation possessed a Supreme Immortal Sigil, not to mention her comprehension of Reincarnation Laws, which allows her prowess to reach seven levels above, which put her footing above him since their cultivations were different with him being at the Peak-Level while she was still in the High-Level, having a prowess two levels higher than him.

Nonetheless, both of them had a close call because all three of them were at the same level, and one mistake could cause Myria and him to die. It was only thanks to him acting as bait while she hid in the overflowing light using Light Laws that they were able to bring this immortal down on his knees.

Certainly, his first encounter with an immortal was a hair-raising one, especially as his main body and trump card weren't here.

"This can't be… I, a Level Four Immortal, lost to two mortals…?"

The immortal seemed to be raving, even grinning as though he had momentarily lost his mind, but considering the injury made from reincarnation energy, Davis could understand the trauma it caused.

However, was that just the case?

"I see."

Myria had her hand above Crimson Starchild's head, death energy lurking around him as it brought fear and craziness into the reflection of his pupils.

"You have become deranged in your head because your women left you for another elder of your power: an Immortal King. Consequently, you finally lost your mind because your Immortal Vessel had already cracked from that elder's attack, leaving your future bleak."

'Damn, did she just soulscour him? Searching his memories?'

Davis blinked before he couldn't help but ask, "You mean he's already crippled?"

Myria shook her head.

"Not exactly crippled in the sense of powerless, but his state is indeed similar. The Immortal Vessel can practically be said to be the dantian of the immortals. Having it crippled can turn you into a mortal, and depending on your lifespan and vitality, you could turn into ashes if you're not careful."

"Still, it can be healed with the right yet expensive resources, but if it's not healed, then he's fated to remain at the Immortal Foundation Stage forever until death."

"I see."

Davis nodded, understanding the specifics. However, it seemed like this immortal was suppressed to the Level One Immortal. After all, he claimed to have been a Level Four Immortal but fell to their attacks.

'Does this mean that only that no matter who invaded, they would be suppressed to Level One Immortal Stage?'

Davis couldn't help but think and agree that it was a good thing out of most or worse possibilities to happen when a person appeared beside him.

"No wonder a person like one of our revered ancestors became deranged."

It was the Starnova Emperor, Levi Starchild, who didn't even seem to be angry at this point. However, sensing the gazes of the Emperor of Death and Fairy Myria, he awkwardly shook his head.

"I don't mean to say that there aren't bad apples as self-proclaimed righteous characters still do vile things covertly, but this person, he didn't care, openly stealing my lawfully wed wife like a wicked path person. I thought he was deranged to do this, and Fairy Myria has practically confirmed it."

Being stared at by two neutral characters, he couldn't help but unconsciously explain himself before bowing his head.

"I thank the Emperor of Death and Fairy Myria for helping me save my wife from a deranged immortal."

Davis lightly smiled before he shook his head.

"Still, to rebel against your own ancestor's wrongdoing requires a lot of courage, especially when you had just met him and didn't know if his immortal might could be essential to your power's benefit and safety. Moreover, you didn't know if we would come out alive of this, not to mention that I initially thought it was a trap you set up for me, but after you showed your sincerity, I had no choice but to help, do I?"

Davis grinned. However, he glanced at Myria because, without her, he wouldn't have taken this risk to face an immortal at this precarious time where the main body still hadn't made it back from the other side.

Levi Starchild pursed his lips, his eyes seemingly trembling before he knelt down and lowered his head.

"As I said before, I swear my loyalty to you."

"My Emperor…"

Farah Lanate cried out as she clenched her teeth, tears flowing down her eyes. However, she didn't seem surprised, having guessed that he had to give up his self-respect to save her. She knelt behind him, clasping his shoes as she felt immensely guilty for pushing such a grand character to this state.

The Starnova Emperor shuddered heavily from hearing Farah Lanate's voice, feeling emasculated.

It didn't matter if his ancestor tried to cuckold him or become subservient to the Emperor of Death. He lost, either way, feeling no joy or sorrow, although the intense humiliation he felt when his wife grabbed his legs and called him lovingly was plain poison, slowly killing the man in him.

He could only take joy in the fact that the latter was not worse than the former.

Davis saw the two of them as she shook his head.

"You seem reluctant."

The Starnova Emperor trembled even more, "I dislike you… I hate your guts… I vehemently envy your talent."

He slowly raised his head, his golden eyes gleaming with complex emotion, "However, I still acknowledge your strength and respect your way of doing things. From this moment onwards, I am indeed your slave even if you do not enslave me. That is the price I have to pay for asking for your help against an immortal level character, or the heavens may smite me for being worse and shameless than my deranged ancestor."

"…"

Davis didn't know what to say as he turned to look at Myria, who lightly shrugged as though it was not her business even though she was the one who subjugated an immortal by targeting their weak point.

"Well, be my guest." Davis shook his head, "I'll be taking your deranged ancestor for more investigation then."

He used his soul force to wrap Crimson Starchild, who Myria suppressed as she had actually sealed his whatever remaining cultivation with a seamless spirit formation, which might keep him alive for some more time. Nonetheless, Davis dragged him in the air and left the throne hall of the Astral Light Sect.

"My Emperor…. I'm sorry~ This is all my fault."

Farah Lanate hit her head against the Starnova Emperor's shoes, causing him to tremble before he turned around and lifted her up, looking at her bloodied forehead. His heart couldn't help but ache as he raised his hand as a ray of golden light fell on her, healing her injury.

"I'm no longer an Emperor. Just call me by name."

"…"

Farah Lanate felt shook. Her face went one from one expression to another, from grievance to a rare smile of relief, displaying her utter love for him.

"Levi~ No matter what happens in the future, know that I will always love you, adore you, and will not live without you."

"So be it... my love."

He clasped her cheeks and kissed her lips as though sealing a new marriage agreement for themselves.

On the other hand, Davis, who was halfway to the Alstreim Family as he felt delighted about having an Immortal with an Immortal Soul Essence as a feast, felt his scalp turn numb as he received a transmission from Evelynn.

"What!? There's an immortal at the Alstreim Family!?"

He threw away the raving Crimson Starchild to Myria before he rushed into the distance with immense speed, his expression becoming unsightly.

Before this transmission, he heard from the All-Seeing Emperor that a Glorious Pill Palace's ancestor and even one from the Jade Lotus Valley had appeared, having reunited, becoming full of hustle and bustle as banquets were taking place already.

However, just how many immortals had invaded the Fifty-Two Territories!? And just how many of them have come with ill-intent!?

Even this Crimson Starchild had seemingly come in as a savior before lusting after his descendant's wife, according to the Starnova Emperor, so what about the others who were showing up one by one!?

What was their motive for coming back to this dwindling place!?

Even before he could interrogate his captive, there was already another one popping up, right at his home!