Divine Emperor of Death

"It's likely the case but we don't truly know! That person only has his soul body left and refuses to cough up any information even with the countless torture methods we know... We tried using soul seals that would make one a slave but all of those failed regardless because that person is undoubtedly at Low-Level Mature Soul Stage!"

"Yes, yes.." The other subordinate echoed, "We had to waste a lot of time just to capture him! His soul body's speed was so fast that the Eighth Stage Experts of the Ethren Empire; the Royal Protectors had to step in and encircle him to stop him from escaping!"

Davis wasn't surprised.

With his soul body, he could shuttle a hundred kilometers per second if he wanted to, and since his avatar was also a soul type body, it could also travel at faster speeds.

"Senior, the custody of that person remains with the Ethren Empire's control for now, and we have contacted our senior, Lord Envoy for advice."

"Lord Envoy asked us to seek the Conferred Queen's protector for help, at least until our senior make it here within a few hours."

Davis harrumphed.

"Are you two telling me to get involved in diplomatic relations between master and servant powers?"

The two people reacted as their expressions changed.

"No, Senior! We and the Ethren Family sincerely invite you to as a mark of respect and last resort. We have already invited the Grand Elder of the Thousand Pill Palace but even the Grand Elder is unable to do much as that person seems to be able to withstand the pain and torture inflicted by soul flames."

Davis narrowed his eyes.

The Grand Elder of the Ethren Empire's Thousand Pill Palace Branch is known to be at Peak-Level Mature Soul Stage, just like him but it is obvious that he would come up on top sure to his strengthened soul in terms of soul force and soul essence.

A few seconds passed in dead silence.

The two subordinates patiently waited and didn't dare to utter a word.

"Lead the way..." Davis stated in a deep voice, making the two in front of him reveal excited expressions over their faces.

Then without delay, they started partaking in the protector's silent nature while praising him to the ends of the heavens, saying how he could just take that crippled person into submission.

Even though it all sounded wrong, they spoke as if it were only their right to make him their slave since he was someone who had offended them.

In the past, Davis would've had a hard time understanding their thought process, but the current him no longer possessed any misgivings to make a hostile person his slave.

As they flew towards the central region, Davis would've actually felt pressured by the entrance to the third level if he were in his fleshly body, but with his avatar, all that pressure failed to act on him as it just failed to capture him as even a target of oppression.

Clearly, the formation placed by the gate radiated pressure that was not designed to suppress a cultivator's soul but a fleshly body.

After entering the third level, his eyes imperceptibly widened as he saw those floating buildings and small palaces, surrounding the building built above the cloud.

Davis for a moment felt as if he really arrived at a cultivator world! The cultivator's world he imagined from reading all those novels in the past.

Floating palaces... Flying buildings... Power...

Somehow, the seed of vanity and authority was unwittingly planted in his heart.

Not possessing all these wonders was as if it suddenly left a hole in his heart, leaving him both motivated and empty.

Why do people cultivate? To gain a long life span and live humbly until they die?

No!

To strive to gain power and stand above the common populace and live as they dictate their terms! Whether it be evil or good, it depended on the person! All other reasons were akin to lies and farce!

Davis abruptly trembled as he extricated himself from all these thoughts! He realized that he was being rather open-minded in regards to all these new things he encounters in this world.

Those which especially tugged a chord in his heart made a big effect on his thought process, like these Floating Palaces which he had always thought of living in one when he was nothing more than an earthling; a mortal.

Davis pursed his lips and flew as he followed their lead. His gaze remained on the floating palaces for a while, wondering how they built such wonderful structures.

He wondered about the mechanisms but only arrived at the conclusion that these floating palaces might be using Spirit Stones to keep floating in the skies, just like the Earth Dragon's Abode.

However, these were two different inanimate entities.

One was a structure and the other was a structural artifact, a construct in other words.

He then took his gaze away as he quickly lost interest. In the distance, the scorched empty space came into his view. The fire attributed Law Sea Stage undulations still remained in the surrounding atmosphere, almost making them think that the Second Prince was still alive somewhere within the range of these undulations.

Davis could only cast a pitiful look of these fake actors who seem to be mourning for the death of the Second Prince in the vicinity of the ruined Royal Palace.

"Senior, some of these people believe that the Second Prince did nothing wrong, especially his birth mother over there who claims that her son had been plotted against by the First Prince."

Davis saw the beautiful woman with fair skin and curvy proportions. She looked so pitiable that even Davis felt a tinge of wanting to console her. However, when he listened to her speech which was full of grievance and anger, he mused.

'Oh? She's making quite the serious allegations... Well, now that her son is dead, perhaps her standing in the harem will drop, so it is understandable that she is trying to drag the Empress with her...'

Davis felt like he instantly saw through her facade but wasn't sure of it neither did he wanted to ponder deeply about it.

He left this place and saw numerous people to the side clamor as they watch a distant theatrical performance.

Except, it wasn't a theatrical performance but a suppression of the mysterious shadow expert by eight Low-Level Law Sea Stage Experts who were none other than the Royal Protectors.

Davis heard that there were thirty experts in the Ethren Empire who were at the Eighth Stage, and it was common knowledge in the second level, so he was not surprised that eight of them were used to suppress a single Low-Level Mature Soul Stage Soul.

It wasn't difficult for a single one of them to suppress and kill this soul body in a few seconds but while making the soul body only tremble and not retaliate, numerous Eighth Stage Experts were needed.

Otherwise, the slippery nature of the soul body would just make it easier for it to escape or die a simple yet quick death. They needed to entirely suppress it while not harming it.

Hence, only a soul could be used to properly and carefully restrain another soul.

Once Davis flew above the crowd and entered the area, almost everyone turned to look at him as their gazes also cast an invisible pressure.

Fortunately, he was rather used to these scenarios, having to face higher stage experts while he was at a lower stage or level, so he relatively remained calm headed.

The two subordinates in front of him were seen more arrogant, their condescending gaze clearly stating that they managed to bring that 'Senior'; the Conferred Queen's Protector to this place.