Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 4676: No New Threats?

Davis eventually returned to the spatial vortex of the Wrathful Aeons Shard Region and ’parked’ his death puppet bird on a nearby mountain behind so that it doesn’t scare people. He wanted to throw the Eternal Eclipse Bird into the Temporal Voidplane Ring, but it was only at Peak-Level Empyrean Grade at the moment, meaning that it wouldn’t be able to handle the pressure for too long and eject the Eternal Eclipse Bird.

At the same time, he had already confirmed that Primarch Stage lifeforms could not be ejected while in the Shard Regions because of the restrictions. He couldn’t tell if the ring actually used the spatial rules of the dimension to enhance itself and further suppress the Primarch Stage lifeform inside or if the rules of the dimension sealed the ring from being used.

If it were the latter, wouldn’t the ring explode from being unable to contain? But it didn’t.

Davis couldn’t help but wonder if this was because of the marvelous and mythical runes of the Space-Time Quintessence Ring it was carved with.

There were too many things he didn’t understand and wouldn’t be able to unless he sat down and learns inscriptions and runes of the highest order for a thousand years or more. That was the estimate he could make with his current capability.

For some time, Davis decided to keep this in wraps until his beauties entered the Empyrean Stage. It wasn’t good to burden them with karma. Unlike him, who didn’t care anymore by the surmounting pressure of karmic burden that he could no longer tell how much he was accumulating, the others still had less; way less.

Regardless, Davis didn’t feel any danger yet when he thought about his next heavenly tribulation, so he was still confident.

He smirked, thinking it was thanks to his ridiculously strong soul.

The past two weeks, he had collected the soul essences of so many supreme geniuses and improved his soul prowess again successfully. Even during the auction, he had secluded himself while leaving things to his soul body to cultivate.

He had done refining and increased his prowess by two levels as a result, bringing his soul prowess from twenty-two to twenty-four levels higher! The bottleneck had also reappeared, meaning that he couldn’t increase his soul prowess using the same way again until he repeated what he did with the Grim Death Awakening Technique and the Eternal Eclipse Bird using another method.

However, trying such a thing again might truly kill him this time and potentially put him into a coma even if he could revive. There was only so much power a soul could contain.

Nevertheless, his considerations only lasted until he arrived before the fortress and entered without facing any restrictions.

He concealed himself fully for ’educational purposes’ as he looked over, wondering what his family was doing, especially Xiu Juli and Frostrose.

He felt a certain amount of excitement to welcome both of them. Besides, he barely told Evelynn about his escapades with Frostrose, so he was worried a pandemonium would’ve erupted by now. However... everything looked peaceful.

Xiu Juili was socializing with the others well, and Frostrose was admiring a few parasol trees, which she replanted in the fortress with her twin sister.

’Did I think too much?’

Just as he was about to approach Evelynn to see if she had shared anything with Frostrose, he saw an arm fly over.

In the courtyard, Azariel’s arm flew. He grabbed the base of the stump, veins erupting in his forehead as he twitched in pain.

"Azariel, stop it...!" Evelynn echoed, her pupils quivering, "You don’t have to mimic your father’s battle style. He does it because he also practices the pathway of life. Without it, he wouldn’t dare throw his arm away like that..."

Azariel’s lips twitched, "My arm will heal faster than anyone since I’m a fey with part Earth Dragon blood, but that’s not what I’m bothered about. Father could always ignore the pain like it wasn’t his own, which enabled him to not stop. A single moment makes a huge difference when it comes to battles at the same level and above. If I want to be near him in terms of tenacity and daringness, I must learn to withstand pain at a higher level..."

"You... what are you on about?" Evelynn was still shaken.

The elegant and enigmatic demeanor she had built couldn’t withstand the sight of her injured son.

Azariel hesitated for a moment before smiling wryly.

"Ma, isn’t it time we stop depending on father for everything...? He couldn’t be everywhere. Even I couldn’t watch him suffer going around like that in such a dangerous environment, so I must be there where he couldn’t... but I’m too weak... I couldn’t even near you in prowess... How can I protect the family like this? So I must at least be indomitable like father in terms of mentality... and this is but one little step taken to near him..."

Azariel breathed a bit laboriously as his arm grew, bones forming, flesh growing, and skin covering until even his nails were formed.

He couldn’t help but smirk, and he slashed his arm again with his bone scythe, its sharp edge cleanly making an incision in the middle of the forearm and cleaving all the way through, causing him to bite his lips and tremble.

His expression turned unsightly as he realized he had hesitated and went stiff at that moment once again. That shouldn’t happen.

"..." Evelynn’s gaze shook. She sighed, "You’re my son. You will eventually reach such a level through incessantly cultivating, but it’s too soon for you to be thinking further. When I was your age, I was clueless, ignorant, and could barely be considered a genius. As for you, you’re my pride. You are already an expert above a supreme genius, so just await your time and gain experience. You will naturally become peerless like your father."

"That’s too slow...!" Azariel roared, "We could enter a new galaxy or go to the Upper Realms in the upcoming years. I fear it could be earlier than we imagined, and the other supreme geniuses are also becoming stronger. At that time, I wouldn’t be any special. Most importantly, I can’t show any weakness! If they don’t fear me as much as they fear father, then no matter how powerful I am, it will be useless. To strike fear into their hearts, I must look crazy and ruthless in the eyes of others. Deterrence is the best form of defense, the same as prevention is better than cure!"

"..." Evelynn was moved by her son’s speech, but she couldn’t bring herself to let him go through such an experience.

"Heh..." Azariel chuckled, "Father said I couldn’t kill carelessly, but for weaklings like me, I could only make my image cement in their minds by being utterly ruthless. Therefore, adhering to his teachings, if I cannot be ruthless enough to kill at first sight, then I can only be ruthless to myself, exchange an injury for an injury to see if the opponent is worthy of being spared while I cow them into submission..."

"..." Davis had gone silent, hearing all this.

What appeared to be a practice session for mother-son turned out to be quite a spectacle.