Divine Emperor of Death

Nadia and her doppelganger killed the two helpless Grand Elders in an instant. Her claws sunk into their heads, and it was more than enough to kill these powerhouses whose cultivation bases were at the High-Level Martial Overlord Stage.

She then remained, but her doppelganger relentlessly chased the powerhouses to the east as they made it towards the Territory Fog, where they blasted a large hole and escaped from the Alstreim Family Territory.

However, Nadia didn't follow them but stopped.

"AWOOO!!!~"

She threw her head up and a massive howl that shook millions of hearts in the Alstreim Family Territory as they could all hear it. Their expressions became one of sheer terror as their auras became unstable from the terrific roar.

It was their second time hearing it, but the first one was sorrowful, while this howl sounded like a dire warning.

The atmosphere in the Alstreim Family Territory was encased in uncertainty.

What was going to happen to them? They didn't know; they didn't know about Nadia, so they were genuinely scared for their lives, feeling as if the world has abandoned them.

Back in the Grand Alstreim City, Isabella looked at Nadia eating the two Grand Elders of the Domitian Family with a complex expression on her face.

She initially came to aid Nadia as the line-up was too powerful, but she never expected her to be overpowered. Her prowess had already crossed the Peak-Level Ninth Stage threshold or was hovering at the very peak that she felt that even if she hadn't come to aid, Nadia would've been able to chase them away.

However, killing one of them would've been difficult, but since Isabella herself wanted to kill for making her husband enter a vegetative state, she entered and severed the Domitian Family's Patriarch head.

It would serve well to be a reminder for them as to what would happen if they messed with them again. After all, after two times, most people would learn from their mistakes.

Nevertheless, she acknowledged that Nadia was stronger than her at the moment and would only grow stronger for the foreseeable future. Usually, that would've fired her up, but at this moment, such challenges couldn't awaken any competition in her heart that still grieved for Davis.

She bit her lips, turned around, and entered the Purple Guest Palace, returning to his resting place.

Meanwhile, Ancestor Dian Alstreim and Ancestor Tirea Snow, even the Silverwinds, couldn't believe their eyes. It was like... as if they just escaped a massive investigation that was more likely to end up with their deaths rather than any good for them due to their low cultivation bases.

However, with two powerful entities willing to protect this place because of their attachment to Davis, they survived. They could only feel incredulous, lacking the words to express their disbelief.

"Ancestor Tirea Snow. Many women are lining up in the southeastern Territory Gate, and they have robes similar to yours. Should I kill them?"

"Ah...! No! They're coming here to be safe..."

Ancestor Tirea Snow's heart shook as she answered.

"I see. Then I'll protect them while remaining concealed...."

Nadia licked her lips, feeling immensely energized that she could feel her power rapidly rising to the peak of Mid-Level Emperor Beast Stage. It hadn't stopped and only grew with time, but now, she could feel it coming to a limit.

With those Dragon Families Powerhouses chased away, she no longer felt as much as restless as before as she only wanted to kill them. With them gone out of sight, her mind became even more clear, wanting to see Davis but not before she could completely control this deathly aura surrounding her.

She quickly began practicing suppressing her energy so that she could keep it inside her body passively while the Ancestors watched what she was doing for a while before they understood. They no longer bothered with her and began arranging things that had gone out of place in many ways.

The brownish-golden barrier came up, and the restoration work of the ruined buildings begun. Soon, the maidens of the Falling Snow Sect also arrived, and there were thousands of them.

Unlike the Alstreim Family that had grown into millions, the maidens of the Falling Snow Sect were just about a hundred thousand or so, but even then, their appearances brought normalcy and a sense of peace to their state of mind.

After all, how could the maidens of the Falling Snow Sect be stupid enough to come here if this wasn't a safe place? At the same time, it told them the ominous wolf wasn't as threatening nor evil as they thought it to be.

It seemed like it just minded its own business in mid-air, its pitch-black gaseous death energy still covering the surface of its wavy purplish dark fur, which made it appear dazzling and otherworldly. If there weren't the negative connotations concerning the wolf, they might've admired it instead.

Nevertheless, looking at Nadia for too long left them breathless as fear unceremoniously took hold of their hearts. It only made them more afraid of her, but looking at her mind her own business while the Ancestors didn't seem to be particularly concerned, posting no guards, they were compelled to accept that she wasn't trying to harm them.

News of the ominous wolf not being aggressive nor berserk contrary to what they saw when it was dealing with those powerhouses, spread like wildfire.

On the other hand, Mira transformed into a golden-robed young woman with brownish-golden hair. She appeared gorgeous, but her hands were stained with blood as she went around, killing the wicked path people who had managed to enter the city.

She wasn't able to tell who was who due to her inexperience but the elders guiding was able to tell, pinpointing them with their senses while Mira instantly took care of them without wreaking havoc. They were all one-hit kills that there were many sizeable puddles of blood in the Grand Alstreim City.

Ezekiel Alstreim, who had been hidden nearby the other cities, never got to actually show his face as the scale of the enemies suddenly enlarged to the peak of this world. He felt small and inferior and finally understood Davis's true strength, but Davis had already faced death by that time.

He felt deeply concerned for his granddaughter, but he noticed something many powerhouses didn't notice and went around, clearing enemies lying await or hidden, to be exact.

Indeed, more wicked path cultivators who had hidden outside the cities were actually from the Poison Lord Villa, probably intending to take revenge for Devil Bane and Blood Thorn before their own powerhouses entered the scenes. Unfortunately, all those powerhouses were massacred by the Emperor of Death while they, the hidden cultivators and experts, were surrounded by him, which then led to their ultimate demise.

Together, he and Mira killed over a hundred thousand wicked path cultivators and experts who had arrived and hidden, and more than half of them were reaped by his flames.

By this time, it was already midnight.

The suspicious people in the Alstreim Family had all been purged, but there was only silence and not much of the fanfare expected to happen as it was the night of the grand wedding.

On the top of the Ancestral Hall, Ancestor Dian Alstreim and Ancestor Tirea Snow simply glanced at the moon, wondering if Davis was still alive as Isabella claimed him to be. They appeared to be quite dull despite everything working out in their favor at the moment.

"Do you want to go see Davis?"

Ancestor Tirea Snow asked with a wry expression while Ancestor Dian Alstreim shook his head.

"I don't have any face left to see him..."

She looked at his face and clasped his hand, leaning over him as their arms

"I don't have the face to meet Natalya either. That little lass... she foolishly tried to kill herself... I hope she doesn't take a similar decision in the future..."

"You're one to say..."

Ancestor Dian Alstreim lightly smiled as he put his hands over Ancestor Tirea Snow's shoulders, bringing her closer.

"What do you think is going to happen to us all next?"

"Whatever could happen will happen... It's useless to think about it as we're not strong enough to defend ourselves."

"I... I think we messed up. We shouldn't have had this marriage ceremony..."

Ancestor Tirea Snow broke down crying on his chest.

Ancestor Dian Alstreim's expression became sorrowful. He wanted to say that it was not like that, but the end result? Perhaps, if he had not publically announced their marriage and waited for some more time, this wouldn't have happened. He couldn't help but blame himself for this tragedy.

The atmosphere was cold under the moonlit night that they could only hold each other to warm their hearts.