Divine Emperor of Death

While Davis and Myria looked overjoyed by that bastard dying twice, in the body of the Heaven Gazing Sect's Immortal and the Immortal King Vacuous Beast while admiring the beauty of Icefire Laws, Frostrose and Flamerose did not remain to pose or look prideful but instantly dashed towards Davis, quickly appearing beside him in seconds.

Their enormous figures came to a halt, bringing a heavy breeze that heavily shook the air around them, causing their blonde and white hair to flail.

"Young Saint, can we believe you?"

"Yes." Davis didn't hesitate to answer, "In my defense, you two have no choice but to believe me."

Frostrose and Flamerose stared at him before their giant figures flashed, turning into their human forms.

Two gorgeous and charming icy-blue robed and crimson-robed women appeared, standing in front of Davis, their gazes appearing complex.

Back then, Davis had explained that they had to save an important person to him and defeat the Immortal King Vacuous Beast. However, the gist was that they would still die because of the restriction of the Fifty-Two Territories Grand Formation, leading them to the only way out, which was to enter Davis's soul sea and enter the Immortal King Palace he claimed to possess.

They had to enter if they wanted to survive right after being revived.

As prideful immortal phoenixes, they were supposed to lay their lives in the hands of a human? Moreover, in the hands of a man?

However, this man was Shirley's husband, their inheritor's husband, which made them think that it was worth trusting him, at least for the moment when they felt like they were going to be crushed into meat paste.

Abruptly, their gaze couldn't help but fall on Myria.

"Since we saved your woman, shouldn't you allow us to have her with us while we're your prisoners?" Frostrose gestured with her jade-white hand as she spoke convincingly, "We promise that we wouldn't do anything to her unless you're up to no good."

"Your… woman…?" Myria's mouth turned agape behind her white veil.

"Shh…!" Davis hurriedly silenced her as he sent a soul transmission, "If I didn't say that, they wouldn't have rushed towards you with immense speed as they followed me after killing the Vacuous Beasts on my end. Besides, I can't reveal that you're Saintess Myria as they seem to have heard about you. Although they said that they liked to meet you back then when you were a Saintess, I don't know what would happen if they see you now who is considered a Fiend."

Hearing his excuse, Myria relatively calmed.

Indeed, if the immortal entities knew that she was alive, it was unknown what they would do.

However, she couldn't believe he truly revived these two immortal phoenixes, a faint sadness unknowingly seeping into her heart as she looked at his tall back, continuing to negotiate with the two immortal phoenixes.

"Besides, prisoners?" Davis wryly smiled, "Please don't demean yourselves. You two are my guests who practically saved me and my family."

"I swear on myself and my fourth wife, Shirley Ashton's name, that I will let you two out as soon as I'm outside the Fifty-Two Territories and until then, no harm shall befall you two."

He didn't hesitate to give them the promise they wanted, feeling that time was ticking.

Frostrose and Flamerose looked at each other, appearing moved yet troubled as trust was truly a valuable thing that wasn't available back in their days and even now.

"Fine. You will let us out once you make it out of this world."

However, Frostrose chose to compromise, feeling that if she stayed outside for three more seconds, she will be squashed into oblivion.

She transformed into an icy-blue ray of light while Flamerose did the same, transforming into a scarlet ray of light, shooting towards Davis's soul sea. Flamerose hadn't uttered a single word, seeming to fully trust her twin sister for negotiations.

However, the two rays of light suddenly stopped moving, causing Davis to blink before his lips moved.

"Immortal Phoenixes, please believe me-"

*Bzzz!~*

Frostrose and Flamerose transformed back into their human forms, their faces appearing shocked behind their veils while their eyes displayed it to Davis, causing him to abruptly reach out his hands.

Instinctively, Frostrose and Flamerose reached out their hands at the same time, yet they brushed past Davis's hands as they were suddenly lifted above.

Davis lifted his face with his expression becoming unsightly, looking at a spatial gate appear in the skies. However, there was no zone, no heavenly tribulation, no ominous clouds. Just a pure mountainous pressure that made him feel like an ant, utterly powerless and dread.

It didn't seem like the spatial gate to the First Haven World and it didn't take Davis much to realize that the spatial gate was here to take them away as they seemed to be experiencing its tremendous pull, unable to even retaliate as though their cultivations were sealed.

Frostrose and Flamerose's expressions churned from one of shock into sorrow, then acceptance, causing their hands that sought Davis to sink.

"It seems we're not allowed to live, after all."

"We were a bit greedy… having entered into a contract binding our clan yet thinking we can come out alive…"

Frostrose and Flamerose innocently smiled at each other, the gates opening with a loud creak as it swallowed them into it. Once they disappeared, it unceremoniously closed the gates, disappearing like it never existed in the first place.

"…"

Davis watched the scene happen while not moving an inch, still having his hands raised to hold them.

He slowly lowered his hands and even lowered his head, not believing what he had just seen. It wasn't that he was frozen stiff but that he was unable to move an inch after the dreadful pressure weighed on him.

Even if he wanted to do something with Fallen Heaven, who was he supposed to target?

Davis blinked, wondering how this could happen.

Only the vague feeling of their soft fingers lingered over him but he could inexplicably feel that their touch was full of hope, wishing that he could save them.

Clenching his teeth, his body began to shake, wondering what he was supposed to answer Shirley who was so overjoyed in seeing them come alive when suddenly a somber voice echoed.

"Fire Phoenix and Ice Phoenix are immortal beasts with the potential to reach Immortal Emperor Beast Stage. For them to be only at Level Six Immortal Beast Stage, they must be extremely young, less than a hundred years if I'm right."

Davis's lips twitched as he turned to look back at Myria.

"That information doesn't console me at all…"

However, Myria shook her head, "I think they should be respected for their admirable deeds and it's not your fault that they got taken away."

"Taken away?" Davis's brows raised, "What do you mean?"

"Indeed. Why weren't they killed on the spot and were instead taken away? I don't believe they were taken away to be killed."

"What if they going to be lawfully executed?" Davis didn't seem to be swayed, "I did hear them say they're in a contract with their clan and their deaths were a requirement…"

"…"

Myria didn't seem to have an answer to that statement, her brows frowning when Davis wryly smiled, wondering if she had just tried to console him.

"Myria… do immortal beasts cultivate like us too?"

"Yes. They finally gain a space to cultivate their Essence Gathering Cultivation. However, it is difficult. If they did, humans are no longer a match for them."

"Of course, that only applies to the average immortals."

Myria added, causing Davis to nod as they turned to look away.

"I see…"

Their tones contained a bit of melancholy, looking at the empty yet self-stitching skies. The Fifty-Two Territories Grand Formation didn't seem to have collapsed and the bastard called Fraser Herrion no longer seemed to be here.

This could be called a big win and yet, they couldn't bring out any happiness from it.

Davis shook his head, taking a deep breath.

"Time to hunt down the remaining Vacuous Beasts causing destruction. I'll take the north and save the spirits. You take the south."

"Fine…"

Myria reluctantly nodded when suddenly they both froze, their gazes returning to the skies.

Was it just their imagination or was the Calamity Light, reduced to a thin line before… completely disappearing!

Their mouths opened agape as they gawked.

The Calamity Light actually closed?

"It's inevitable." Myria quickly calmed down as she seemed to find an answer, causing Davis to turn to look at her to seek answers.

"How?"