Divine Emperor of Death

Davis's eyes shot wide open, startled awake forcefully.

'Just now…'

He looked around, looking at the rippling space. However, these were spatial ripples stemming from being unable to withstand his prowess, so he wasn't distracted by them and sensed the dispersing heaven and earth energy. The next second, he couldn't believe that the acknowledgment of the heavens was forcefully disrupted, his mouth opening slightly agape.

This never before seen or heard phenomenon shocked him to the core. However, he didn't get mad but lowered his head as he held his chin, descending into contemplation.

'Strange. I didn't feel like I failed to comprehend Level Five Abstruse Intent of Lightning Laws through comprehending the essence of heavenly lightning. Instead, it felt like the resonance was forcefully cleaved by an invisible energy, as though the heavens wouldn't give its acknowledgment for comprehending heavenly lightning.'

Davis couldn't help but blink before he slightly chuckled.

'Aha. I guess it's natural… It's not 'heavenly' lightning for nothing… It likely recognized that I stole from it and refused to acknowledge...'

However, he still possessed a solemn expression on his face.

After all, he believed that he had comprehended Level Five Abstruse Intent of Lightning Laws, but if that's the case, then what was the point of all these resonances? Doesn't the resonances represent the success of comprehending a particular Law for the most part?

He had succeeded but was interrupted? Only the acknowledgment hadn't been given? Acknowledgment for what exactly?

Davis pursed his lips, unable to think of a valid reason, but his pupils suddenly dilated.

'This… does this mean that I can comprehend Laws above my cultivation limit…? For example, comprehending Level Seven Abstruse Intent of Lightning Laws which can only be comprehended after becoming an Immortal...'

He tightly held his forehead, his pupils trembling within his sockets as he thought of the significance before he shook his head.

'No, no… I might be overthinking… Don't hold too much hope… It just might have something to do with those so-called Minor Tribulations and their striking prowess...'

In the time between the start of his seclusion till now, a few weeks had passed. He had visited Myria a few times and learned that there's heavenly tribulation from the Fifth Stage all the way up to the Ninth Stage. However, it seemed that they were like the Pill Tribulation, small, has a short-range, and only unleashes three strikes. Apparently, it was easier to pass this so-called Minor Heavenly Tribulation than the Major Heavenly Tribulation that descended on cultivators trying to become Immortal and other unique physique cultivators like Divergents, so there were few to no dangers.

The dangers mostly came from the people surrounding them during their Minor Heavenly Tribulations. However, the prowess of the Minor Heavenly Tribulation varies depending on their comprehension.

If that's the case, Davis felt that this acknowledgment of the heavens just could be a measuring phenomenon as he subdued his excitement.

'In any case, I wouldn't know for sure if I don't try, would I…?'

That slight bit of curiosity was like a stain, unable to be taken off while causing his lips to curve.

"Master, you have a wicked smile on your face."

"…!"

Davis lightly shook as he saw Eldia in the corner of his vision, towards the right where she was on all fours, stretching from the place she sat. Her cleavage was plenty visible, allowing him to see her deep ravine before he looked at her inquisitive expression.

"We're not done yet."

He pushed back her exquisite face without providing her an answer, causing her to pout before she placed her hand on the back of his chest again.

*Bzzzz!~*

Davis became startled as a shock shot through his back. His brows twitched, but he didn't say anything, knowing that this girl had taken revenge on him. It was more like a mischievous prank that he didn't bother with her anymore but closed his eyes, descending into meditation.

Eldia blinked, wondering why her master didn't yell at her before she too closed her eyes, aiding him. Although the refinement was over, she was still tempering his entire body with heavenly lightning, making it become highly compatible as possible while also providing an environment of heavenly lightning so that he could sense its majestic and overbearing properties more.

Black-silver radiance began to engulf them.

At this moment, Davis still had twenty percent of the second strand of concentrated heavenly lightning left. On top of that, he still possessed the refined heavenly lightning strand that was of the ninth level of the Ninth Stage.

Therefore, he felt that he had more maneuver in what he planned to do!

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In a place that could be said to be a cultivation paradise for soul cultivators, thousands of people were gathered in front of a towering palace. There were projections all over the surroundings, displaying the platform before the towering palace.

Standing on top of the platform were fifty-one personalities, all radiating a threatening might that shook the hearts of the people below who were watching the projection. Their faces were full of disbelief and envy, unable to believe how their Soul Palace could suddenly have so many Soul Emperors!

Fifty-one Low-Level Emperor Soul Stage Soul Emperors stood straight on top of the platform, divided into three groups with a uniform distance separating them. Each group was standing behind a person like they were meant to follow them. Those three people's expressions appeared sharp, not at all sluggish or laidback, as though they were waiting for someone of high status. Two of them were men, and one was a woman. Except for the green-haired woman, both men possessed brown hair, and all their purple robes possessed a similar pattern, having the image of a pitch-black sickle.

In front of them remained a purple-robed woman whose expression was rather enthusiastic than sharp. Her robe was of similar pigment to the people behind her, but the design was different, not to mention that the image of a black scythe was etched on her sleeves. She was not rigid like the others behind her but was even relaxed, looking at the towering palace in front of her with a thrilling gaze as her black eyes stirred, making it clear that she was eagerly waiting for that important someone.

*Bzzz!~*

The formation of the palace came down, and the front gate opened, revealing two figures draped in the same purple kind of robe. It was a man and a woman, but the latter clearly maintained a respectful distance from the man and bent ever slightly to lower herself.

The purple-robed man stepped forward with his hands behind his back and panned his head, his gaze finally landing on the platform where the fifty-five people were gathered. They all unequivocally went on one knee, lowering their heads to him.

He could feel their Soul Forging Cultivation undulations as they could not hide it from him. Fifty-one of them were at the Low-Level Emperor Soul Stage. They were all his Soul Legion's warriors, youngsters, and even middle-aged people who had sworn loyalty to him.

His gaze then moved to the three people standing in front of the three divisions.

They were the captains who led the three divisions, and in front of the captains of the three divisions was the thrilled Threelotus, looking at him with wide eyes as though she deeply waited for this day before lowering her head once their gazes matched.

'Hmm. Not bad…'

Davis couldn't help but smile as he saw his Soul Legion. But…

"Do we really need to carry out this ceremony, Legion Commander?"

Davis turned to look at Yotan, who was acting deferential by his side as he sent a soul transmission to her.

"Yes, Legion Master." Yotan nodded, "To command your loyal subjects better, we need to demonstrate your power and authority."

Davis blinked once at her before turning to look at his subjects below. The fifty-five people below consisted of thirty men and twenty-five women, making him feel rather different as they were all beautiful women who could cause a whole array of men to chase them, like a young mistress of a rich family or a songstress of an inn.

However, souls didn't differentiate in innate strengths, unlike physical attributes. After all, in terms of Body Tempering Cultivation, a man and a woman training their body under the same circumstances and resources, the man would be undoubtedly more powerful than the woman, but in terms of Soul Forging Cultivation, such differences didn't exist. Therefore, he didn't discriminate against them and equally gave them the opportunity to become stronger.

In any case, he realized that he finally had his own power, and that power was starting to look more and more professional except for him.

'Well, I look like an authentic villain now...'

Davis slightly grinned as he raised his hand and flicked his sleeve, "Cultivators of the Soul Palace. Behold, the formation of my Soul Legion that has become independent of the Soul Palace! All fifty-six Soul Emperors and Soul Empresses are my subjects who swore loyalty and deserve success in life the more I succeed. As for the others, they missed their chance, and regretfully, the Soul Legion will no longer accept new recruits."

"…!?"

Davis's voice echoed in a heroic yet regretful tone, causing the disciples and elders of the Soul Palace to shudder while the people above the platform became excited, their bodies shuddering.

"That said, anyone who dares to block our rise on our path to living with dignity will be met with our life-reaping scythes. Rise, my steadfast soul warriors. From today onwards, the Soul Legion will change its name to the Reaper Soul Legion and officially root its name in the history of the Fifty-Two Territories."

"Yes, Legion Master!!!"

The fifty people above the platform rose simultaneously, their soul undulations drastically spreading like a tidal wave that struck the Soul Kings and the other soul cultivators of the Soul Palace, causing them to tremble, some even having their knees give out in fright and trepidation!