Divine Emperor of Death

Davis and Isabella's eyes were extremely cold as they looked at the two Grand Elders kneel and plead. However, their gazes turned to the Zlatan Family's Grand Elder, Hazen Zlatan.

"If only he had obediently given up their Dragon Queen as a slave instead of trying to hurt you, I really might've forgiven them as we had killed their lifeblood of powerhouses already..."

Isabella sent Davis a soul transmission, causing him to acknowledge.

"Some people won't change even if given the opportunity. You just sit back and watch me kill him and his entourage. After that, we're storming the Zlatan Family and killing their powerhouses and experts. Are you with me on this?"

"I'm with you on anything, my emperor~"

Davis felt content with her answer before his eyes suddenly narrowed..

At this moment, a figure's long legs revealed by a golden skirt could be seen stretching out from one of the palanquins. Two fair white hands spread apart the red semi-transparent curtain, exposing a veiled face and sharp eyes. This sudden action caught the eyes of everyone in the hall as a beautiful woman dressed in a golden robe and a white veil floated and landed before Davis, a few meters away from him.

Her golden eyes flickered with volatile nature before she raised her hand captured the white veil with a lithe finger before she pulled it off, exposing her charming face. A fine nose and a wide smile adorned her shapely crimson lips that were made charming just for this occasion, making her look irresistible.

However, she didn't look sad nor happy at all but looked a bit crazed.

"So you're the person who brought my Zlatan Family to its knees and had them send me to you as a sacrifice? I have to say... Now that I met you, I can feel why they would be frightened enough to send off the woman they all once competed after."

"...!?"

Hazen Zlatan raised his head and looked at the curvy back of Bylai Zlatan while the others of the Zlatan Family became confused and felt humiliated.

What was she trying to accomplish at this moment?

Grand Elder Hazen Zlatan had the urge to remind her to follow her purpose, but he didn't dare make a move, considering that the Emperor of Death's Soul Forging Cultivation prowess was said to have even exceeded the likes of Soul Emperor Zealwonder.

There was practically no one who could escape his senses at such a close range!

"Your compliment is good, but that won't get you anywhere because you're still going to become my slave."

Davis's voice echoed out with indifference, causing Bylai Zlatan to smirk.

"That is fine." She nodded, "I'll wholeheartedly become your slave."

'And then kill me?'

Davis inwardly sneered before he saw her lips move as she continued.

"I'll do whatever you ask me to do." Bylai Zlatan raised two fingers, "But only on two conditions."

Davis raised his brows, wondering what she was up to before his expression turned amused.

"Do you think you are in any position to make conditions?"

"I do." Bylai Zlatan answered with a wild expression, "The moment I was born, like all women, I held value but, unlike all women, I carried more value than they could possibly ever reach in their life. Nevertheless, I'll say it again. Whatever you require of me, I will do it. There are only two things that you have to accept in order to me serve you wholeheartedly."

Davis stared at her expression as if trying to find something. The others who were confused, like Evelynn and Isabella, were also looking at Bylai Zlatan, wondering what she was up to.

From her statement, they could see that she certainly was arrogant, but what conditions could she possibly state at this moment where she was destined to become a slave?

Was this her last stand? Even they felt curious.

"Go ahead. State your conditions."

Davis relented, causing everyone's ears in the hall to twitch in attention.

Bylai Zlatan herself looked surprised that she was given the okay before her eyes gleamed. Still, she bit her lips and raised her hand as she opened one finger.

"One, no one, including you, is allowed to take my innocence."

"..."

For a moment, the hall became extremely silent that they could even feel the air prick their skin as if they were feeling goosebumps.

Was this woman sane?

Everyone watching the projections couldn't help but think while some spat out the drink they were swallowing as they instantly found it ridiculous.

What was the point of making her a slave then!?

However...

"..."

Davis's smile faded, replaced with confusion.

Almost everyone in the hall felt that he was angered except his women. Only they knew about the Zlatan Family's intentions, so they were equally as confused as him.

If Davis can't touch her, how was she supposed to seduce and kill him?

Could it be that they found another method while they were unaware?

Bylai Zlatan could feel mocking, and contempt gazes cast at her, but a single gaze from her back was particularly hostile. Still, she clenched her teeth and opened the second finger.

"Two..."

As she spoke, her body began to quiver ever so lightly before it turned into a visible shudder. She brought her hand back to her bosoms, holding her hands together dearly as she looked straight at Davis, tears starting to trickle down of her eyes as she bit her lips.

"... kill my disgusting family's Grand Elders for me."

"...!?"

Thunder practically roared in the Zlatan Family members' hearts.

What was their fairy talking about!?

But on the other hand, Hazen Zlatan's expression changed. He wanted to lash out but couldn't as the Emperor of Death's gaze suddenly fell on him, looking at him with killing intent.

Nevertheless, Davis dropped his gaze and returned to Bylai Zlatan as he narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Bylai Zlatan sniffled before she shook her head.

"If- if you do as can fulfill these two conditions, I'll do whatever you want. As for the reason, I can't say."

"A Blood Soul Contract?"

Davis asked, to which Bylai Zlatan trembled before she heavily nodded her head. It was as though her heaviness was to inform him the grade of the Blood Soul Contract to him, a Peak-Level Emperor Grade Blood Soul Contract.

"Ridiculous." Davis's lips curved in contempt.

Looking at his expression, Bylai Zlatan felt panicked that he didn't believe her. She clenched her teeth and was about to try again when she saw him raise his hand and point his finger towards her.

"Do you think such a thing holds any amount of weight in front of my grand presence? Don't resist."

Soul force surged into a pitch-black dragon-like figure as it charged straight towards Bylai Zlatan. Her eyes widened in sheer terror at this horrific scene that she almost panicked and put up an immense guard over her soul sea, but contrary to her guard, all three of her cultivations were sealed by her own family, causing her to be unable to resist as that ominous energy penetrated her forehead, entering her soul sea without encountering any trouble.

She felt entrapped and engulfed as if her entire being was being overwhelmed, but it didn't last for more than two seconds before the pitch-black soul force retreated out of her body, making her wobble before she regained balance.

When she noticed, her forehead was already perspiring with sweet sweat.

However, she suddenly froze as she noticed that the Blood Soul Contract inside her soul sea was gone, making her feel dumbfounded.

Davis smirked as he cleared the Blood Soul Contract out of the way. He didn't disentangle it but forcefully eradicated it with Fallen Heaven's death energy. Still, gazing at the people looking at him with fright over the death energy he used, Davis satisfactorily nodded, learning that it was still relevant amongst Ninth Stage Powerhouses.

Nevertheless, he was still unclear about what was going on.

It was playing out differently than he expected, making him feel doubtful.

Was Bylai Zlatan a victim of their plan? Wasn't she willing to sacrifice herself for the best interests of her family?

Davis felt strange; because according to the information he had gotten from the All-Seeing Emperor, Bylai Zlatan was a loyal woman who said yes to what her family demanded of her most of the time and never said no to her family's final decision, not even once.

On the other hand, Hazen Zlatan was even more confused than Davis.

Could it be that her will became broken from the pressure they put on her and craved life as a result?

'Like us...?'

'No, she can't be allowed to live...!'

At this rate, he knew that the chance that she would spill out everything was quite high!

This was even bigger than his desire for her!

"Bylai, you little slut! You showed your true face at the last moment, didn't you!?"

He stood up with a crazed expression on his face and charged towards her.

Bylai Zlatan flinched as she heard her uncle scream at her, turning to look, feeling her scalp turn numb as she knew that she was going to die. Her uncle's speed was so fast that he practically neared her in an instant.

However...

*Bzzz!~*

Limitless soul suppression descended on Hazen Zlatan, causing him to be flattened right on the surface as he spat a mouthful of blood, making him feel unable to move and momentarily suppressed from using all cultivations.

"Pui!~"

He tried to reach his hand out towards the shocked Bylai Zlatan to kill her, but the pressure ominously increased, causing his organs to churn as he spat a mouthful of blood again.

'This... is this the strength of the Emperor of Death...!?'

Looking at the youth look at him with contempt over the corner of his eyes, Hazen Zlatan could feel his vision turning blurry!