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.
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."