Chapter 3600 Ghost Tear Hall's Unbound Legacy Treasure

"..."

Davis waited as he was told to wait until the outburst of the Deathly Madness Sickness momentarily subsided. It seems that the Second Ancestor was going to recover temporarily and meet and talk to him personally.

He guessed that it would be fine as long as the Second Ancestor doesn't drop dead in front of him.

"Are you curious?"

Suddenly, the person at the north point of the round table suddenly asked him.

Davis imagined that he was the First Ancestor. He had to lean his head towards the side in order to look at him since the Legacy Artifact was blocking his view and he saw a pale-skinned young man.

He wore black robes and it seemed pretty decayed as though he had never taken a bath for hundred of years yet his skin shone pale flawlessly.

"With such menacing pressure, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested. Let me guess, this was made by your sect's Founder?" Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

"You're right."

The young man's voice was amicable, "I'm sure you heard that the Ghost Tear Hall possesses three Legacy Artifacts, but in reality, we only possess these two."

Davis saw the Ghost Mourning Amulet and the Soulbound Shadow Lantern appear.

He recognized these treasures since the Ghost Tear Hall took it out to battle with other three great assassination sects due to him wrecking their branches but it never came about as though they agreed to overlook his transgressions.

However, the fact that they contacted Kronos Alistair to assassinate him made him understand that it was only a farce needed to keep the status quo going for a bit longer. This was especially true for the Oracular Reaver Abode. However, Davis was too busy to retaliate.

As long as the Oracular Reaver Abode kept quiet, he was willing to ignore their presence like he was ignoring an ant.

Nonetheless, Davis nodded, "Then what about this one?"

Everyone looked at the terrifying obsidian metallic eye.

"As for this one over here, we are incapable of winning over its soul."

"However, we are not troubled since the Ghost Mourning Amulet is a replica of this monstrosity, although with our forge skills and out of respect, we could only imbue it into an amulet. Its prowess isn't as great as the original, but it works well for our needs, remaining as powerful as the Soulbound Shadow Lantern."

"That's right."

The Third Ancestor trembled. His old, wrinkled body was shivering like a leaf amidst the wind even though there was none, "The reason why the Extinguished Fissure Mini Realm can remain impregnable was due to this lovely eye. As long as an unidentified individual entered, they would find themselves frozen from the feat of death before it reaps their souls like nothing happened."

"There were records of righteous heroes and heavenly geniuses having fallen to it." The Fourth Ancestor added as he praised.

"..."

Davis wryly smiled. Whose side should he be on?

It made him realize that sowing death wasn't necessarily the only way to reap Death Laws.

That was still awe-inspiring for him, allowing him to change or at least start changing as he stopped taking missions that would target innocents.

However, the same couldn't be said about the entirety of the sect.

Each and every one of the disciples was deep in darkness or even the abyss, never to see the light. They would rather commit suicide than do good.

Therefore, he knew for a fact this was not going to work out.

"Forget it." Master Deathseeker shrugged, "The Ghost Tear Hall should also have a main branch in the First Haven World. My disciple, if you need any help and one of us is there to receive your distress signal, we will race to you."

"Deathseeker, the Ghost Tear Hall in the true immortal world, wouldn't be as easygoing as me. If you move out of line like you do with us, they will slaughter you without looking at who you are unless you prove yourself."

Abruptly, the Second Ancestor walked in from the shadows of the pathways.

His countenance was sickly pale, and he barely walked, moving slowly like a turtle, yet none went to help him.

"Heh~"

Master Deathseeker scoffed. If only excluded Davis, only a few individuals came close to him in the history of the Ghost Tear Hall's Death Heir. He didn't believe he lost out and then again, his disciple's usage of death energy was extremely pure.

If he was able to see through its intricacies, then his death energy would soar again!

Besides, his death energy was already better than anyone in the Ghost Tear Hall since he absorbed the minute amount of Death Essence Orb his disciple gave him. Ever since he absorbed that, he didn't even see a sign of the Deathly Madness Sickness appearing in him, although he guessed that the period had increased to a long time and would eventually show itself.

Their Ghost Tear Hall's main death-attributed cultivation manual was still flawed in some ways, after all. Until one could settle those errors, Master Deathseeker doubted he would be able to do something.

"Alright, take us to some silent area. Master Deathseeker will accompany us."

"Why so hasty?"

The Second Ancestor laughed creepily, "I still have some days left in me. I get it that you're a man of your word, but don't you realize that such meaningless words could end up getting you entrapped and fall one day?"

"For example, if we had the power to use the Founder's Legacy Artifact and kill you in order to learn your secrets, would you-"

"You're not worthy."

Davis's cold words fell, causing the atmosphere to chill.

Even the Legacy Treasure suddenly hovered straight, glaring at Davis.

Davis didn't hesitate to return the glare, "As far as I can tell, this dumb treasure wouldn't even be able to beat the Time Divergent, much less me."

"Let's go." He inclined his head and walked towards the wall.

He passed through the wall as though he knew the layout, causing the Ancestors' hearts to shudder. He could traverse the mist of death well despite the Deathseeker's token having no power here. What did they honestly expect to happen?