Divine Emperor of Death

Davis's soul prowess was at the High-Level of Eighth Stage, so when it manifested and turned into physical might, it directly became a stage lower, and that was equal to the prowess of an average High-Level Martial Master Stage Cultivator.

However, this was King Soul Stage soul force, so it could be more powerful, and they wouldn't know until they experienced it for themselves.

However, they wondered why he made a move when Fiora was already massacring before they saw his lips move.

"Fiora, you can kill, but don't kill many. I don't want you to be condemned by the stupid heavens as you might incur negative karma as spoken in some myths."

"Yes, Davis..."

Fiora had no idea, but she obediently complied as she returned to them while Zephya gracefully shot back into Fiora's dantian.

Looking at Fiora's expectant reaction, Davis smiled.

"You did well. You managed to beat them, but losers are always reluctant that they chose to do something foolish in the end. It's their fault."

Fiora giggled.

"Yes. I've seen people I bested try to foolishly get back at me using underhanded means. I already expected this to happen when I went into battle, so husband can send me to battle without worry next time as well."

"Foolish girl, which man would want to send their women to battle?" Davis couldn't help but chuckle, "This is just training, and you would do well to remember that, you sly woman who called me husband while taking advantage of the flow."

"Beh~"

Fiora spat her tongue out and shook at him, smiling foolishly like a taunting child.

"...! Mhm!~"

However, Davis suddenly pulled her towards him, grasped her waist with his two full hands as he captured her tongue with his, and gave her a hot and passionate kiss amidst the gaze of his women. Their cheeks became filled with a bit of blush as they smiled at each other.

As for Isabella, who had just told him not to make sleep with women he hadn't married, she didn't bother about it. It was just a kiss, a valid and substantial reward for Fiora, who won against two old farts who tried to scheme against her.

Davis kissed Fiora for five long seconds before he let her go. Seeing her all red-faced, she looked like a wind fairy to him with her adorned in her dark green robe.

Fiora held Davis's shoulders, feeling warmth in his embrace as she pursed her lips and asked.

"You're not aversed by me killing all those people? I didn't feel any remorse, you know, as I feel like they deserved it."

"You think I'm put off by women who kill?" Davis shook his head before his brows raised, "Maybe, if they like to kill for no reason, I am aversed, but on the other hand, I'm turned on by women who stain their hands with the blood of their enemies, Fiora. They're so attractive to me..."

Fiora bit her lips as she felt shy. In this case, she obviously thought it was her while the brows of the other ladies also shut up.

Isabella smugly smiled as she knew that she's number one on that list while Natalya felt like she should step up her game.

'Where? Where are my enemies?' She inwardly thought before she sadly recalled that there were none.

On the other hand, Evelynn smilingly shook her head, feeling it was ridiculous because her poisonous prowess was mostly designed to kill. Even defending was a bit weaker as poison was of the corrosive type. For her, offense is the best defense.

Nevertheless, Davis couldn't believe that he just massacred the Guardian Alliance just like that.

Would this invite problems? Maybe, he should order a hunt for the remaining members of the Guardian Alliance who weren't present here on this day?

'Well, if they're not surrendering within a week, I'm killing them all with Fallen Heaven after I get to know their names from father-in-law...'

At the same time, he raised his hand and reached out towards the distance, wanting to kill a hidden Guardian Alliance member who had been watching all this time, but he stayed his hand and instead sent a soul transmission.

"Inform the world of what had happened as it is... Otherwise, I'm personally coming after you to make you experience gruesome torture preached on the other side of the Grand Sea Continent... Also, tell the other members to surrender. As for the rulers of the Empires, you don't need to bother them."

That person became frozen stiff while hearing Davis's cold words. Finally, he gave a heavy nod before leaving like a swift gust of wind.

Originally, this person had just come to gather like everyone else, but then he witnessed a few guests were already here while the Guardian Alliance was told to disband before it somehow escalated into a massacre. He had been calmly watching from a distance, so it was unthinkable for him to be found out like that.

"What is it, Davis?"

Evelynn asked while the others were also curious. However, Isabella answered.

"Just a peeping cat..."

Davis smiled at Isabella, knowing that she had sensed him with her physical sense as well.

"Is it fine?"

"No problem..."

Isabella nodded to Davis's answer and didn't ask anymore.

Davis reached out his hands again. But this time, the spatial rings lying on the scarlet surface shot towards him before he stored all of them in his spatial ring. Storing so many wasn't a problem as what spatial rings contained were space within from rare finds of spatial rock that had gone extinct in this place, and when destroyed, the items are thrown outside, or if the implosion was powerful enough, the fabric of space is torn apart while most or all the items within would fall into the empty void.

Davis wasn't worried about spatial ring cracking. Instead, he patted Nadia's hind legs and gestured everyone to sit on her before Nadia took them back to the Loret Empire.

Before he left, Davis's soul force sprung and destroyed the Guardian Alliance's yellow flag, leaving only a type of resounding silence while the blood of their members laid silently on the surface, seeping into the ground.

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Claymore Empire, Imperial Palace.

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Submit within a day and become a kingdom or resist and die. Your call.

-Your Ruler, Clara Loret.

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Emperor Claymore sat on his throne, his face looking solemn while he held a letter in his hands, reading the last sentence that was filled with disdain and dominance once again before he released a heavy sigh.

"Emperor, this is bad!~" A subordinate clamored with nervousness evident in his eyes, "The Loret Empire has demanded us to submit! What should we do?"

"Sigh..." Emperor Claymore sighed again, "It has eventually come to this..."

Another person who seemed to be the Imperial Advisor opened his mouth, "Things are not looking advantageous to us. If we peacefully surrender, we can become a kingdom under their rule, but it is clear that we will all die if we resist. What will you do, Emperor?"

Emperor Claymore remained silent, the atmosphere turning heavy as they felt the invisible pressure from the mighty figures of the Loret Empire and the Ruth Empire.

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Ross Empire, the Throne Hall of the Imperial Palace.

*Clang!~~~*

The sound of pieces of furniture breaking could be heard as a man possessed a disgruntled expression on his face. He looked at the letter in his subordinate's hands, which he told him to read it out loud, wanting to tear it apart, but he didn't dare to do anything to it.

"Emperor, what should we do?"

The subordinate trembled, not even daring to hold the letter tightly.

Emperor Ross's body continuously shook, his expression becoming distorted for a while before he sighed.

"Bring that Hana Ross to my bedchambers. Instead of securing Crown Prince Davis's favor, she went ahead and offended him along with those two whores from the Claymore Empire. She has to take responsibility for her actions..."

That subordinate blinked.

"But Emperor... she had just recently married one of your sons, the thirty-eighth prince."

Emperor Ross's eyes became colder.

"Did I ask you for your opinion?"

"..."

"I understand..."

The subordinate gulped and turned around, and left.

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Ashton Empire, Imperial Palace.

A few hours later.

By this time, the Empires being told to submit and the Guardian Alliance being massacred for becoming greedy and taking a hostage were already known and spread among the upper echelons.

Emperor Ashton's face was solemn as he remained in the Throne Hall, waiting for the arrival of a certain something.

"Emperor! The letter from the Loret Empire has finally arrived!"

A subordinate rushed in as a letter that made everyone's heart tremble, and legs shiver could be seen in his hands.

"So it has come to this..."

Emperor Ashton sighed, his handsome and attractive face looking a bit haggard. Ever since he lost his daughter, his prized gem Shirley, he wasn't faring well in terms of mental health.

He wasn't harsh on her, but he also felt that he shouldn't have said some words that should've been left unsaid. Perhaps, if he kept his mouth shut, it wouldn't have spurred his daughter to go in search of power to attract Davis's favor.

The Ashton Empire was the ambiguous one of the three strongest Empires because of Shirley's presence as an inheritance successor. However, it wasn't like he was weak to resist. He radiated Peak-Level Law Manifestation Stage undulations, capable of bringing utter ruin to his enemies because Shirley left him with a few spirit stones.

Unlike the Ruth Empire, where its people had cleared the trials and gained a few resources, maybe in a time period of every few centuries, Shirley was the first in their Empire to pass the trial of an Immortal Inheritance. It was unthinkable for him or for anyone to demand resources from her. She had worked hard and cleared the trial by herself even when many took the trial and failed.

"Emperor, please open the letter..."

A subordinate requested while Emperor Ashton groaned.

A few hours ago, the Loret Empire announced that Crown Prince Davis and Princess Isabella's marriage was going to take place in two weeks. That meant that both parties were present in the scene while there was no presence of his daughter.

'It is inevitable that the two strongest Empires that had decided to unite would eventually rule the Grand Sea Continent...'

Emperor Ashton reached out his hand towards the table and grasped the letter with the seal of the Loret Empire before he opened and read it.

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Emperor Louis Ashton... wait, that's not right.

Father-in-law, Louis Ashton. Shirley and I have met up on the other side and resolved our differences, deciding to marry again. It will take longer if I include the story in this letter, so I will omit that part.

Unfortunately, Shirley didn't come back with us as she is staying in another power and needs to stay there for a while to enhance her prowess. She said that she is willing to follow me back, but I convinced her to stay since her cultivation is also important. Otherwise, father-in-law might've seen her already.

Nevertheless, I sent this letter to inform you that you're officially invited to our alliance, the alliance that already consists of the Loret Empire, Ruth Empire. When accepted, the Tripartite Alliance that consists of our three Empires will inevitably rule the Grand Sea Continent from that moment forth.

On a side note, I'm personally expecting you to agree so that I can marry Shirley without making her unhappy.

Regards, son-in-law Davis Loret.

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Looking at the letter with contents that he didn't expect, Emperor Ashton's eyes trembled as his body shook.

"...! Ahahhahahaha!~~~"

He abruptly stood up and began to laugh like a madman!

Everyone in the hall became frozen stiff. Could it be that this letter was something worse than what the other empires received? That was why it had been late?

"Emperor...?"

"Prepare a banquet! Our Princess Shirley is still alive on the other side and got together with Crown Prince Davis! So instead of being told to submit, we're invited as equals to be a part of the Loret Empire and Ruth Empire's Alliance. She literally saved our Empire without even being present!"

"That's my daughter for you all! Ahahahaha!

Everyone became stunned, their expression turning dumbfounded before they all broke into cheers, praising Shirley's name and even Davis's!