Divine Emperor of Death

The people stood up in terror as they witnessed Rayn Shard unleashing his move.

When the sword fell, a certain part of the space was engulfed by spatial tears just like that within an instant. Their eyes could only see a dark cavern appearing, twisting space as it tried to suck everything inside that they could even see spatial storms.

It was the first time they witnessed a spatial tear of this level.

Without the barrier still present, they mused that they could be sucked inside because they could feel the force of the pull, which could rip apart their very bodies.

The Mandate Emperor had already stood up, ready to intervene and save Fairy Myria, but he could not see her figure. Was she already sucked inside the big spatial tear?

His expression became twisted. However, one look at the Emperor of Death and saw that he maintained his calm, although he could see his fingers tightly clench before loosening. The Mandate Emperor then moved his gaze to another part of the battle arena and witnessed Fairy Myria's figure appearing there, looking unscathed.

Not even the hem of her robe was affected by the spatial pull.

"As I said, you're too slow."

"…!?"

Rayn Shard's heart skipped a beat as he heard Fairy Myria's voice, turning to look at her, appear in another direction. Even if he could not take her down with his sword strike, the spatial tear should've been enough to engulf her.

He couldn't understand how she could be so fast even now! In front of spatial tears, all kinds of speed should be rendered useless unless the body could withstand the spatial tear's suction!

After all, when someone moves in the opposite direction from a vast force of pull, the pressure alone will tear them apart.

Has her bodily might reached such a level!?

Even Adlet Rayburn, who took pride in his speed, had his mouth hanging agape slightly, feeling a bit unmatched in front of her.

"You seem to be stalling for time by hurling insults and disturbing with my focus. Let me tell you that using the Soaring Emperor Sword doesn't take much energy. It practically is a perfect fit for me."

"For a pretentious person like you, it might be which says a lot about the Soaring Emperor Sword." Ellia snickered.

*Bzz!~*

The Soaring Emperor Sword began vibrating in Rayn Shard's grasp as though it was angered, causing his pupils to dilate. He abruptly slapped its hilt with his other hand, causing it to become silent before he shot towards her.

Abruptly, he appeared before Fairy Myria and swung at her neck. It cut through her neck like tofu, but there was no satisfaction in Rayn Shard's expression because he couldn't feel the resistance of her flesh. His pupils shot down, only to feel a predatory gaze of a tiger shaking his heart.

Fairy Myria took the pose of a pouncing tiger, ready to cut his head off.

*Whoosh!~*

However, Rayn Shard instantly retreated.

"Pui!~"

Rayn Shard spat a mouthful of blood, causing the crowd to become astounded. However, there were no wounds in his body, making them feel confused.

What had just happened?

"It's the backlash from attacking and retreating in opposite directions without a pause," Evelynn explained to her sisters, who didn't understand.

Then they all understood why Rayn Shard retreated; because he felt that it would be better to receive a backlash than receive Ellia's strike. However, the price was steep, most likely causing him to lose two to five percent of his blood essence just like that.

Ellia smiled teasingly behind her veil as she slowly stood up.

"Well, even a coward has a coward's will to survive. I'll give you that."

"You!"

Rayn Shard's anger flared that he was almost about to spit another mouthful of blood.

To cultivators, anger while circulating energy was poison. It could lead to miscirculation of energy within the body, which internally injures them, causing them to cough up blood.

When people cultivated, it wasn't only power they cultivated but also emotions. Therefore, emotions could affect them more than they would affect mortals. Moreover, training in Soul Forging Cultivation would affect their emotions more than ordinary cultivators.

If a mortal experience the emotions of a cultivator, then they would likely go insane, or their soul will collapse. This was why the will suppression of a Soul Forging Cultivator could also suppress many others. It was directing their emotions of inherent superiority of all kinds to suppress the wills of others.

Ellia shook her head as though she was deeply disappointed.

"To corrode the Soaring Emperor Sword's will, you- no, you don't have the audacity nor the courage to even near it. Your elders and ancestors probably weakened it. As for what they used, let me guess… You used the blood of the descendants of those who nourished this legacy artifact to fool it, causing its wariness and defense to fall before bending its will with a seal of some sort, or perhaps even a hex."

"Perhaps, that's why you want my technique, to replace the Soaring Emperor Sword's sword spirit with your own golden sword's sword spirit, no?"

"Shut up, you conniving woman!"

Rayn Shard trembled ever so lightly, wanting to shut her up but didn't dare to do so as he felt that she was hiding something. However, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Stop making things up! Besides, even if we did such a thing, it would be because we can afford to do it, so there's no wrong in with me using it in this battle. It doesn't go against the rules, so you should forget about trying to disqualify me or don't blame me if I severed you apart because you were focusing on provoking me instead of defending against me. After all, I can see that you're already having trouble with my sword, jumping around like a fly."

Rayn Shard sneered as he wiped the blood off his lips, "Let me guess, you're almost out of martial energy to make that escape from my moves and the spatial tear?"

Ellia blinked as she appeared taken aback.

Was the difference in their levels not plain to see for him?

"How could someone be so delusional?" Ellia couldn't help but ask Myria.

"Don't you understand? All men have an innate arrogance in their hearts, thinking that they can suppress women of the same level or even slightly higher. Why do you think this man would be any different?"

"Prince Davis is different, but this man… he is living in his own world."

"…"

Myria felt that her horizons were truly broadened that she felt both Rayn Shard and Ellia were living in their own worlds, but she then relented to each their own. She wasn't sure of Davis's true abilities as well, although she was more than ninety percent sure that he couldn't match her prowess. As for being defeated, she didn't think that would happen unless he called his master, and even then, the chances could be very less since she could sense that the laws here were being suppressed.

His master would likely not have a prowess greater than a newly ascended Immortal. If that's the case, she was assured of being able to escape.

"I heard the Emperor Sword Sect was righteous and full of upright men, but it seems like it's not the case, at least not anymore."

Ellia took a step forward in mid-air as she spoke. Her figure became shrouded in a divine white layer before it extended into a five-kilometer sphere, causing countless eyes to become wide open in shock.

"A Perfect Martial Domain…"

Moreover, the sphere exuded a level of Light Laws they had never seen before.

It wasn't their first time seeing someone use Light Laws for Body Tempering Cultivation, but Light Laws were not that useful for the body since it only makes people faster. A cultivator's body should be high in defense and balanced in offense and speed or lower in subsequent order. That's why many choose Earth Law Manuals and Metal Law Manuals when practicing Body Tempering Cultivation, but it was their first time seeing someone maintain a high offense, defense, and speed while training Light Laws, which flipped their view in it.

"No matter how strong something may be, if it doesn't hit, it's useless."

Rayn Shard was practically shocked at this scene that he let down his guard for a moment. When he came back to his senses, a chilling voice resounded beside his ear, causing him to slash in that direction.

However, when he swung halfway, he noticed that his sword wasn't in his hand anymore, causing him to break out into a cold sweat as he turned to look at Fairy Myria.

She was holding the Soaring Emperor Sword in her hand with a vacant look in her eyes, the trembling Soaring Emperor Sword seemingly becoming calm at this moment.

*Boom!~*

Abruptly, its undulations exploded into tumultuous waves of sword energy, causing many lacerations to appear within space.

"Ahaha! Fool! Only a person from the Emperor Sword Sect will be accepted by it. Anyone else who tries to use it will be met with a miserable fa-"

Suddenly, Rayn Shard noticed something strange.

There were many spatial cracks appearing with space lacerating, but why did Fairy Myria appear unharmed by it? Even her robes were practically unharmed, while the fierce winds only made her look cool as her icy-blue robe swayed and her white hair danced.

"Hmph! You don't want to be controlled by me? Fine. I can't be bothered to take such a trash weapon either."

*Bang!~*

Ellia's gaze became icy as she slapped the Soaring Emperor Sword, sending it flying.

*Puchi!~*

An entire gorge in space was created by it as though it was a cry of grievance from being slapped. However, seemingly becoming calm after releasing its energy, it turned around and shot towards Rayn Shard.

"Soaring Emperor Sword! I knew you had acknowledged me!"

Rayn Shard reached out with his hand, appearing prideful as he witnessed the sword rush towards him.

The Soaring Emperor Sword quickly reached him, appearing above his hand, but it didn't stop. It continued onwards and pierced through his chest, rupturing his middle dantian, causing Rayn Shard's eyes to go wide in shock. At the same time, he heard a scream from his Sect Leader that appeared as though it came from a distant time, but then…

*Boom!~*

Blood sprayed in the air as Rayn Shard exploded into a mass of flesh, causing countless jaws to drop!