Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 1581 - Cracks

In the Purple Guest Palace, Isabella arrived here faster than anyone else while carrying Davis’s unmoving body in her arms. Her trembling did not stop, except it wasn’t one of trepidation but one of hopeful joy.

She hurriedly scuttled through the hallways and arrived at Davis’s garden, pushing the door open while almost accidentally destroying it.

"Master!~"

A childish voice echoed from the life-attributed tree, causing Isabella to become more hopeful. She arrived before the tree and summoned a bed from her spatial ring, laying him down in a gentle manner.

"Master...?"

The tree’s voice echoed again, but this time, it could be seen that it sensed that Davis wasn’t his usual self.

"You... can you heal him?"

Isabella asked with a hopeful gaze while biting her lips, knowing that she was asking too much to this juvenile spirit.

Indeed, in these few days, Davis managed to make it grow into a five-meter tall tree, nurturing its own fruits, one of them even looking ripe, ready to consume.

"I... I don’t know..."

Came the voice from the sorrowful voice from the tree, causing Isabella’s heart to sink.

*Whoosh!~*

The others also simultaneously arrived at this moment, looking at Isabella communicate with the life-attributed tree and appear dejected.

"What are you going to do, Isabella?"

Evelynn strode forwards, her eyes clouded with tears as she asked, "You do know that the one who eats that viridian fruit will truly die and enter reincarnation, right? Don’t tell me you’re about to-"

"No..." Isabella shook her head, "I just held a faint hope that the tree would know the answer. If not, I can use its life aura as Davis stated to keep his vitality stable."

Evelynn bit her lips.

Was that the only thing they were capable of doing at the moment?

She turned to look at the viridian fruit, wondering if she should attempt to feed Davis.

However, his soul sea collapsed, and his soul wasn’t present as far as their senses could find out.

How was this fruit even going to help Davis enter the reincarnation cycle and later help him recall his memories if there is no soul to inscribe its profoundness? Or could it be that his soul was so weak that they couldn’t sense it?

She didn’t know.

No one knew.

First of all, was he even alive after losing his soul sea?

If he was, then if they accidentally caused him to die by making him consume the fruit, then there would be no medicine for regret.

Their hopes were quickly dashed as they came. Nevertheless, Evelynn still neared Davis and placed her head over his chest, intending to hear his heartbeat. Her heart yearned for her to hear that the most at this moment.

That would cause her rapidly beating heart to stabilize, making her regain her composure. The others also looked at her, intending to confirm it for them, including Claire and Logan.

However, even after a minute, Evelynn couldn’t hear anything. Even after half a minute, she still couldn’t hear anything.

Evelynn’s eyes couldn’t help but tremble. She even used her soul sense on his heart from the start but couldn’t even pick the slightest tremble. She raised her head and pleadingly looked at Isabella.

"I... I can’t hear it..."

Isabella’s mouth turned agape, "That can’t be..."

She quickly moved towards Davis and placed her head, checking it out. In about twenty seconds, she heard his heartbeat.

"I can still hear it. His heart is likely beating once per minute, ever so lightly..."

Evelynn heavily bit her lips as she tried it out again. However, even a minute, she still couldn’t hear Davis’s heartbeat.

"Believe me... I can hear it..."

Isabella pleaded as her eyes trembled.

She wasn’t deluded, was she?

"I believe you, third sis..."

Evelynn heavily nodded her head, "You are at the Martial Overlord Stage. If anything, your physical sense should be most accurate out of all of us."

Isabella couldn’t help smile.

Right now, she needed someone to believe in her. Although her senses told her that she indeed heard Davis’s heartbeat, was it a delusion created from her heart?

As it concerned her beloved’s death, she really couldn’t tell which was the truth.

Claire wanted to go and truly check, but if even Evelynn couldn’t hear his heartbeat, she wouldn’t be able to hear it either. Even then, as his mother, she bravely stepped forward and arrived beside him, checking his status thoroughly, but the result left her shaken.

She couldn’t stop her trembling and heavily bit her lips, blood dripping out as it flowed down her chin and splashed over her robes. Before long, she fainted as she fell back, only to be captured by Logan.

Even the pain on her lips didn’t manage to keep her conscious, so everyone could tell what his mother felt. They all knew she felt mortified like them, perhaps more.

Nevertheless, they watched her quickly regain her consciousness, her bosoms heavily heaving as she took a deep breath, wiping her tears.

"He... He is alive. I know it..."

Claire spoke as she forced out a smile and looked at everyone.

"I’m truly sorry, mother-in-law..." Isabella bit her quivering lips, looking truly apologetic.

"You don’t have to apologize. My son... my son just fulfilled my teachings. This time, he protected you all..."

Everyone’s expression couldn’t help but tremble, especially Evelynn’s, as she recalled the time when she was almost killed.

However, Claire just broke down again, cursing herself why she had to say things like that in the past to lose him at this moment. She flew out of the garden room as she suppressed her wails before crying out loud once she made out, her miserable and sorrowful wails entering their ears as it made them clench their teeth and cry again.

Logan didn’t say anything. He just watched Davis with a stone-cold expression that was unlikely of him before he turned to look at Isabella.

"Daughter-in-law, please take care of my son. I believe you too..."

With a stiff expression, he walked out of place at a fast pace, looking as if he wanted to console and prevent Claire from making any rash decisions.

Before long, they left, leaving a heavy atmosphere brewing with the women crying for their man. The others also wanted to know the results, like Diana, Edward, and Tia, but Edgar took them away, wanting to leave Davis’s wives alone with him.

Chances were... Davis was truly dead, and even if he was alive, on a man’s deathbed, he should be surrounded by his wives and children, the family that he chose to make.

At least, he wanted them to have some time to accept the reality.

People left, leaving Evelynn, Natalya, Isabella, Fiora, Sophie, Niera, Mo Mingzhi, and the still fainted Tina Roxley to stay. Their eyes were full of tears, wishing for Davis to recover, but there was nothing they could do.

They could try to use the fruit, but what if that ended in a mishap?

No one had the guts to even try using it, and according to Isabella, his heart was still beating even though they couldn’t feel the presence of his soul. They didn’t want to be hasty, only to end up truly losing him.

*Crack!~*

At this moment, a sharp sound echoed across the room, causing all of their heads to turn as their gazes fell on the dark cocoon.

"...!?"

Their eyes widened as they saw a tiny crack form on it.

*Crack!~*

Another tiny crack formed on the dark cocoon before it began to spread. A small hole broke, and a dark paw could be seen stretching out from inside when a burst of ominous aura could be felt!

"....!?"

Evelynn and Isabella visibly flinched as they stood straight while Natalya and the others who stood nearby the cocoon hurriedly retreated.

That dark paw struggled for a moment before more cracks appeared on the cocoon when a section of it broke off, and a wolf with dark purple fur with black stripes walked out.

It wasn’t certainly a brisk walk, but one of limping as the wolf strode forward. However, due to the hazy pitch-black aura covering the wolf, they could see little of its expression, making Isabella bite her lips in reluctance as tears emerged again.

Did she need to put Nadia down, the magical beast wolf whom her beloved loved?

He did warn her about Nadia’s possible changes, and one of those possibilities meant that she could go berserk, unable to even identify herself.

But why? Why now?

Isabella’s heart clenched in pain. Clearly, Nadia didn’t seem too stable!

However, Nadia suddenly stopped.

The pitch-black aura faded from her head, revealing her eyes that shone with a dark purple glint before tears shed from her eyes.

"Master is dead?"

Her melodious voice resounded with grief, causing the others to beam and rejoice.

"Nadia!"