Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 1626 - Sealing Hex

Davis went ahead and collected Old Man Yorhan’s spatial ring along with his body.

"We’ll hang this guy outside the Soul Palace after we conquer it."

Davis appeared nonchalant as he looked around, "And there’s no sign of Soul Emperor Lightrain. Perhaps, he’s truly dead..."

"Indeed." Evelynn answered as she looked around, "This place also looks fitting for you, my dummy."

Davis couldn’t help but break out a smile as he reached out his hand and brushed Evelynn’s purplish-green hair.

"We’ll be ruling the Soul Palace from the shadows while we enjoy its resources. Protecting two places at the same time separated by many Territories isn’t smart, and we don’t want this place to be wrecked by our enemies or the wicked path, do we?"

"I understand. I’ll follow your words, Davis."

Evelynn gently smiled, knowing whatever he did would be for the best.

Davis nodded before he gazed at Nadia.

"Lead me to the next target."

Nadia nodded as her purple eyes gleamed, turning into a flash of black light as she left this palace tower. Davis and Evelynn followed her while remaining concealed under Nadia’s prowess before they made it to another palace tower at the height of hundred kilometers.

Clearly, the placing of their individual towers denoted their status, and what should’ve been a high, overbearing, and strong Soul Palace was nothing more than a fairly strong power in the Large-Sized Territories at this moment.

From Isabella’s words, the Soul Palace was already declining, just at a glacial pace, but he hastened their decline completely due to him killing three of their mightiest Soul Emperors.

Soul Emperor Hadrian Cross, Soul Empress Merlight, and Soul Emperor Zealwonder were all dead. As for Soul Emperor Lightrain, there was no sign of him, likely dead, leaving only the master of illusions, Soul Emperor Elusivemist.

They were all people whom he would’ve been only able to bow his head to at the moment without Fallen Heaven, and it would’ve been a long time before he could even do anything. His original fate made him aware of what he was already aware, that he wasn’t anything without Fallen Heaven, but the question remained in his mind.

Why did Fallen Heaven choose him and even saved him three times? Was it also fate or simply its whim?

Before he could contemplate more, he already arrived in front of Soul Emperor Elusivemist who seemed to be diligently reading a book. The defenses here didn’t seem to be capable of finding the concealed Nadia, neither them. He seemed scholarly while wearing a white robe and reading books at this time.

When he saw what kind of book it was, it was actually a few records about him, the past of Emperor of Death.

’They’re writing books about me now?’

Davis couldn’t help but feel like a fallen legend.

"Who!?"

Nevertheless, that bit of inspection from him alerted Soul Emperor Elusivemist, who stood up and looked around, his gaze piercing around his room. However, no matter how he tried, he simply couldn’t find anyone.

Abruptly, he saw a flash of blue light that displayed an unknown yet spellbinding symbol. The moment he laid his eyes on that strange blue vertical eye, his body froze in horror as he found his cultivations sealed!

"Break!"

He screamed as he clenched his hands, trying to break the mystical binding placed on him, but at the same time, he saw three figures emerge out of thin air, causing his pupils to dilate and abandon all forms of resistance for a moment.

The wicked wolf was here...! However, noticing the woman with the spider lances, he quickly recognized her as the Poison Lord Villa’s Plague, the Hex Demoness, even though she seemed more human now.

"Well, I have to praise the isolation prowess of the formation inside Old Man Yorhan’s palace. You weren’t even able to detect that Old Man Yorhan, and we fought above. I guess that he meant for him to have privacy so that no one could tell the status of his health, but it worked against him, no one coming to help him while he could only die to our attacks..."

Davis simply walked and snatched the book from Soul Emperor Elusivemist, who merely shook from the aftermath of hearing his words, not daring to move while his eyes were wide as he looked at the supposedly dead Emperor of Death glancing at the book.

Indeed, Davis became more curious about what was written about him.

This book even had the name of his mother and father. His origin was assumed to be from the Forsaken Phoenix Realm; since his mother was once said to be trapped in it, her status was declared dead before being found alive at his site of death. Furthermore, there were a few excerpts that denoted that he might’ve done evil things in the past, botching his unknown name with evil deeds that he had no idea about that were done in some remote land, which caused his brows to twitch again and again.

’What kind of bullshit is this? Despite all of this, Ancestor Cornelia chose to side with me...?’

Davis raised his brows, imagining that he should meet her soon as he had given his word. Evelynn took the book from him and read for a while, looking genuinely angered by the end that she corroded the book with her poison that affected all.

How dare they post some evil deeds whose culprits were unknown to her husband’s head?

She wanted to slaughter the person who wrote this book!

While Evelynn became furious, Davis patted her shoulder, indicating that she should not mind it. He then turned to look at the scholarly person who seemed to have forgotten how to struggle.

"I’m sorry for this to happen to you, Soul Emperor Elusivemist, but your elders and comrades decided to threaten my family and me, even going as far as to massacre my entire family. I won’t be holding back at all. If you want to blame me, go ahead and hate me as much as you want, but I’ll place two options in front of you. Become my slave or die. It’s your choice."

"..."

Soul Emperor Elusivemist didn’t know what to say. His pupils kept shaking for a while before he finally took a deep breath.

"That’s not much of a choice as both terrorize me, to be honest."

Davis couldn’t help but chuckle.

"Perhaps today you can be a slave, and tomorrow, you can rise up and kill me. You never know how this mysterious fate works..."

However, Soul Emperor rubbed his sharp nose before he wryly shook his head.

"If you can utter something like that, then you’re fairly confident that I won’t ever be able to usurp you in this life. However, now that every other Soul Emperor is dead in my Soul Palace, I also understand that you need me to rule this place. Am I wrong?"

Davis’s brows raised.

Was this Soul Emperor Elusivemist rather optimistic?

"Mhm, not bad, but knowing these matters wouldn’t change anything. If you do not comply, I’ll forcefully take you as my slave, making you mindless. If not, just kill you. It all depends on my thoughts, just like how your elders decided that my Alstreim Family shouldn’t exist because of a damned Hadrian Cross."

Soul Emperor Elusivemist couldn’t help but deeply smile at Davis’s threat. He retreated two steps back before he sat back on his chair but suddenly dropped his fists on the armrest, breaking them with a bang!

"Fuck! Where did we go wrong...!?"

His expression turned into one of ugliness as he clenched his teeth.

How could his Soul Palace that was at the top from time immemorial fall at this moment, its fate resting in his hands at this moment!?

It was a burden he certainly wasn’t equipped to deal with, as even if he used all his powers at this moment, it would be impossible for him to deal with even one of them.

It was said that Davis Alstreim, the Emperor of Death’s Body Tempering Cultivation prowess, was at the High-Level Martial Overlord Stage, capable of killing the Grand Elders of the Dragon Families, so how could he hope to achieve anything in this close range?

Even if he could, to the current him who had his cultivations sealed, what could he possibly do?

Despair filled his heart and soul, and any way out was extremely bleak.

"Have you finished lamenting? What’s your answer?"

"I..." Soul Emperor Elusivemist shuddered as he heard Davis’s nonchalant voice. In the end, he clenched his teeth, "I’ll become your slave..."

Davis’s lips curved.

"As mortifying as it is, perhaps if you’re useful, maybe I’ll release you one day, and if you prove yourself to be trustworthy, maybe you could even get stronger through my grace."

He reached out his hand and pointed at his forehead.

"Don’t resist."