Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 2094: Dozenth Rank

In all this, Davis was pretty much dumbfounded as he recalled the image of that heavenly lightning dragon.

‘What the hell was that…?’

Unlike the Pill Tribulation or the mention of Heavenly Pill Tribulation that could actually be attributed to this Destructive Heavenly Tribulation, there was no mention of this dragon, and although he knew that the ninth strikes of Heavenly Tribulation were always in the shape of a dragon, the one he faced just a while ago seemed to come alive, its threatening lightning eyes momentarily giving him terrifying goosebumps.

He had the feeling that he was going to die at that moment, although it could just be his delusion from the sudden roar of the dragon.

Moreover, he hadn’t used his avatar to battle with the heavenly lightning dragon nor use it to tame the lighting strands because the rule was that one could not use their avatar to face a heavenly tribulation, or it would become a level higher as punishment. He had learned this from Ellia while waiting for Evelynn to come out of the Three-Eyed Chromatic Hex Arachnid Immortal Inheritance, so he felt like he couldn’t afford to make any mistakes especially when this new Pill Tribulation was a Destructive Heavenly Tribulation that was in the unknown territory to him.

However…

‘My blood boiled at that moment…’

Davis had the slightest hint of suspicion, thinking if his dragon blood reacted in fear to the heavenly lightning dragon.

“Uea?”

An unintelligible sound echoed, causing Davis to come out of his reverie as he inclined his head to look at his fist, opening to reveal a palm.

The sound was from the lustrous cerulean pill that he possessed in his hand. It was none other than the Perfect-Tier Supreme Ebbing Sigil Pill, but at this moment, Davis was sure that it was no longer Perfect-Tier, and neither was it at the Ascended-Tier. Instead, he knew that it should be above it, but as for what it was, he had no idea and turned to look at Tyriele, who stayed stiff as a rock, except it was a metallic cauldron.

He was about to wake her up out of her stupefied state when his expression changed as he saw ripples appear in space.

“Ah! The space is unable to hold such vast sources of energy.”

His gaze was on the six strands of refined lightning that were about to cause spatial cracks to appear. It couldn’t be helped. After all, they were uncontrolled and unstable when not under appropriate restrictions like gentle suppression.

He and his avatar quickly used life energy on it as a stop-gap, but with their energy-depleting, he knew that he would have to more or less consume it now.

“Master, quick! Use me!”

“That’s right…!”

Davis’s eyes brightened in response to Tyriele’s prompt, causing him to control the six strands of refined heavenly lightning and deposit them in Tyriele’s cauldron body before a lid sealed them within. Furthermore, he didn’t forget to fill the cauldron with life energy so that it wouldn’t explode within.

Moments later, he saw if there were any changes to the cauldron and recognized that there were none, and neither did Tyriele say that it was worried and even assured him that the refined heavenly lightning strands were unharmed inside it.

With this, the Profound Tyrant Veined Cauldron became unusable for alchemy as long as there were the heavenly lightning strands inside but still…

“Tyriele, you’re great! You’re seriously a lifesaver…”

Davis expressed immense satisfaction at her prompt reminder that didn’t come across his mind. Otherwise, he would’ve tried to consume then and there without much preparation, without much energy that could endanger him, although he had Eldia as a trump card against refined heavenly lightning, for he was positive that she would be able to control it.

On the other hand, Tyriele was dumbfounded all this while by Davis’s actions against the heavenly tribulation that it didn’t even have a brief period to utter a comment until it saw the refined heavenly lightning slowly breaking the space. Now, it was even happier that it got a few praises from the person it chose to serve.

With both of them satisfied, their attention turned to the pill that they had created.

Tyriele was full of excitement and curiosity, its cauldron body shaking, while Davis was also solemnly inspecting it.

And the end result was that Tyriele didn’t know anything about the tier of this pill. However, Davis could feel that this pill had a consciousness now, radiating innocent undulations, and what’s more, had taken a liking to him and felt at ease, not even willing to move away from his palm.

‘Is it because I protected it from the heavenly tribulation? It perceives me as its protector…?’

Davis’s brows twitched, but he was mindful and slightly expected this scenario this time. He made sure to stop all emotions for this pill from budding, keeping his mind regulated.

However, he didn’t consume this Supreme Ebbing Sigil Pill immediately.

Last time, he had created an Ascended-Tier Vigorous Heptagonal Emperor Soul Pill, allowing him to reach Peak-Level Emperor Soul Stage, ultimately allowing him to have a base prowess of four levels higher. However, consuming this pill could increase his base prowess by five, which was theorized to be dangerous at the moment.

After all, the ninth level of the Ninth Stage was supposedly the first step to the immortal level. He didn’t want to be forced to ascend with everyone quickly, and because of this vague matter, Evelynn also didn’t take the Immortal Grade Trial of the Three-Eyed Chromatic Hex Arachnid.

‘There’s also Isabella going to give birth soon, and my best bet to counter the Calamity Light is probably in this world where suppression of immortals exists while I also have the Third Layer to fall back to…’

He considered his options many times, and this was the conclusion he arrived at repeatedly. He couldn’t possibly see how he could survive without becoming a stage higher than Immortal Foundation against this terrifying opponent Myria spoke of. But as she said, this plan of his also relied on the graces of the master of this world when he didn’t even know if that grand character still lived or not.

In any case, he was taking a gamble, and he merely chose the safer route, hoping that it would work in case of emergencies or his power simply fails, including Fallen Heaven’s. Even if he died, he wanted his family to have survived.

“To think that I would witness the birth of a twelfth rank pill in this desolate region, and it turns out it was you…”

Abruptly, a woman’s voice melodiously echoed, causing Davis to become startled before he turned to look at the white-haired beauty.

“What are you here for, Myria? Are you stalking me…?” He raised his brows.

“Idiot.” Myria sounded annoyed before her lips curved, “Can’t you see this is my soul body? I’m just here, looking for unique resources while I manage to see the heavenly tribulation from afar. However, to think that you managed to create a Supreme Ebbing Sigil Pill of the twelfth tier, I must say I’m deeply impressed. Maybe I should fight you for it in order to prove its worth? Don’t you think so?”

“Try me.”

Davis smilingly uttered, putting the pill in a jade container before he threw it into his spatial ring.

“Haha, how cute.” Myria nonchalantly giggled before she shook her head, “However, if you swallow it, that would truly be a pity.”

Davis’s lips twitched at being called cute, and hearing her lamenting tone, he could understand that if she took this extremely potent pill, perhaps, her soul prowess would dramatically increase more, but still.

“Myria, I’m not simply giving it to you even though I owe you a lot. This is my hard work of plu- I mean, collecting resources from the plethora of beings in this world. If you say want it no matter what, you must pay a significant price capable of moving me.”

“Foolish boy. I never said I wanted it.”

“…?” Davis became confused.

Why wouldn’t she need such a pill?

“The best way to utilize the pill you hid just now is to grow along with it with a blood or soul connection. Consuming it is what a foolish person would do for short-term gains.”

“Wh- What do you mean?”

Myria uttered in a vague tone, causing Davis to become even more confused. Looking at his ignorant face that was probably exaggerated to induce her to explain, Myria inwardly sighed before opening her mouth.

“I assume you know what the ancient ranking system for pills is for?”

“I do. Till the eleventh rank, which is called an Ascended-Tier Pill.”

Davis answered, to which Myria satisfactorily nodded.

“This twelfth tier pill in your hand is called a Spirit-Tier Pill.”

“Spirit-Tier…”

Davis repeated those words, frowning as he expected something more exotic. Moreover, why name it Spirit when that should be designated for the Spirit Race?

“I’m sure you have already noticed the rapidly-growing spirituality of that Supreme Ebbing Sigil Pill.”

Regardless of Davis’s doubts, Myria casually continued, “If you take the time to nurture and grow that pill, it is no different from a Spirit Attribute Source’s consciousness, and hence the name Spirit-Tier. Of course, its specialty is not only drastically increasing the success rate of its intended properties but also having a prowess equal to its potency.”

“…”

“In other words, you’ll be able to call upon the Spirit-Tier Supreme Ebbing Sigil Pill to fight for you, defend you, or even support you.”

Davis’s expression became still as his jaw dropped.