Divine Emperor of Death-Novel

The spectators of the New Era Battle Arena were horrified after the Vast Sky Emperor scrammed for his life.

The Vast Sky Palace's disciples seemed to all stand as veins erupted on their foreheads. They appeared enraged, but they didn't dare show their anger through their voices as they seemed to be afraid, leaving without saying a word.

Even their Emperor left, so what about them? They're asking to die by remaining here.

The people were also dumbfounded as they witnessed the chaos.

What was going to happen to this competition?

"Everyone, calm down."

At this moment, the Mandate Emperor's authoritative voice echoed. His voice was filled with the power of Mandate Laws, forcefully calming the people that their chaotic minds began to become clear in a few seconds.

Everyone became shocked to experience this kind of power controlling them that they felt that they couldn't even resist. Was this the power of a hegemonic leader, and yet, the Emperor of Death sent him running for life?

However, the Mandate Emperor then turned to look at the leaving people.

"The disciples of the Vast Sky Palace, you do not need to worry. The feud between the Emperor of Death and the Vast Sky Emperor is personal. As long as you don't interfere, the Emperor of Death will not make things hard for you. Wouldn't that be enough, Emperor of Death?"

Everyone's gaze fell on Davis. Even the leaving Vast Sky Palace's people stopped to look at him, their hearts shuddering.

Davis stared at the Mandate Emperor. Even after displaying his prowess and defeating the Vast Sky Emperor, it seemed like the Mandate Emperor still believed that he could make things right and not chaotic.

Inwardly, he couldn't help but sigh and feel a bit shameful. From the time he arrived, he had been causing trouble. He had been relying on his fists to do the speaking in order to show his prowess, so others won't make trouble for him, so he felt like bullying the weak.

It was because he thought attacking Vast Sky Emperor would end in this result that he didn't attack. If he had killed that trash, more chaos would ensue.

As far as he considered, he came here to this competition for fun and experience, not to mention to save Ellia, with the latter being vague as ever. Until the competition ended, he didn't want to kill the Vast Sky Emperor as that would ruin the good atmosphere for him, giving him a headache.

However, with Vast Sky Emperor choosing to target Ellia one way or another, he could no longer hold back.

Now things ended up in utter chaos because of his unrestrained actions even though Myria was the person who slapped the Vast Sky Emperor, not that he knew if he was Myria or Ellia who slapped, but still, he had no choice but to forget about the overall situation and do what he had to do. However, from the Mandate Emperor's words, it seems that the situation could still be salvaged?

"Hmph!"

Davis snorted, "Other than that trash's personal disciples, women, and descendants, I will spare everyone else."

In the Vast Sky Palace's seating area, the ones who were pointed out had their expressions turn pale. The wives and concubines of the Vast Sky Emperor were seated in closed-curtain palanquins like Shirley and Isabella. They had been brought by their Vast Sky Emperor here and had slept with him during these days, some even having injuries from abuse, but that bastard finally abandoned them and ran for his life.

They felt aggrieved, wanting to die but still didn't want to die in this manner.

Wayn Skycloud also felt his heart turn cold.

He had claimed glorious victory in his battle and moved to the third round, but with his imperial father leaving, he felt that he should leave to save his life, but it seemed like the Emperor of Death did not want them to leave with their lives?

The personal disciples and other descendants all felt a similar chill in their hearts.

They felt mortified and helpless as the humiliation and despair also sunk into their very soul.

Their Vast Sky Emperor was defeated and forced to run like a dog. If the Emperor of Death wanted to kill them, it could be done so with a single flick of his finger. Even their spatial arts wouldn't help at this point as he could get to their souls before they escaped.

The Mandate Emperor inwardly panicked and was just about to advise when Davis continued.

"However, if that trash creates a tomb and buries himself like I said while his personal disciples, wives, and descendants sign a Blood Soul Contract to not seek revenge and not let others seek revenge in their stead, I can let them go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless, as it is not in my way to leave seeds of hatred lying around like dirt. I don't want my people to step on it and stain themselves."

Hearing the Emperor of Death's words, they rejoiced. However, once they thought if the Vast Sky Emperor would obediently bury himself or not, their expression once again turned pale. They knew how tyrannical he was and for him to kill himself was unlikely. They were essentially being thrust into the path of death if it continued like this.

"Emperor of Death! I can swear none of us will interfere in your personal grudge and not seek revenge for this matter by collectively signing the Blood Soul Contract." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.nᴇt

Everyone turned to look at that person and saw that it was Wayn Skycloud.

"However, the decisions of the Vast Sky Emperor are not in our hands. Please show mercy!"

People became shocked again to hear this heartfelt cry.

Wasn't he the Vast Sky Emperor's most talented son? Even he was forced to lower his head in front of the Emperor of Death?

It must be known that young geniuses possessed arrogance as high as the heavens. For them to lower their head meant that they were completely defeated. However, considering that even his own father was beaten black and blue without possessing the slightest ability to resist, they could understand.

Davis inwardly sneered.

They knew that they couldn't defeat him, so they quickly resorted to begging but with the high-handed methods of the Vast Sky Palace, would they not be trying to kill him if he was weak?

To not kill them right now was already displaying a ton of mercy from his side.

He wasn't afraid of their retaliation if he was alone. Heck, even his own family would be more than powerful to kill them all, but he had the Alstreim Family to look after. He didn't want to implicate them if he ascended, so he had shown mercy, but now, they were actually begging him to show more mercy?

Without certain conditions, how could he let them go?

Just as he opened his mouth, another voice resounded.

"Emperor of Death, master has agreed to kill himself and be buried in his tomb, leaving behind his inheritance for the future generations. The construction seemed to have already begun!"

"…"

Deathly silence enveloped the New Era Battle Arena. For a moment, it was like the millions of people present in this place had completely disappeared. However, that wasn't the case as they could only react with silence, possessing a stupefied look on their faces as they heard one of Vast Sky Emperor's personal disciples convey this ridiculous notion.

No matter how they tried to wrap their heads around, they couldn't.

The Vast Sky Emperor decided to commit suicide?

"Master also asked your magnificence to spare his people as he admits defeat! They have committed no wrongs and are innocent!" That personal disciple continued, causing everyone to feel strange.

Most of them even had their impressions of the Vast Sky Emperor change.

He was actually caring about his people. At least, that made their hearts turn warm.

However, the Mandate Emperor blinked, having an odd expression on his face. He was contemplating when his scalp turned numb as he saw Davis's dark expression.

It was as though he was going to slaughter them all at this moment.

"Emperor of Death, don't be hasty!"

The Mandate Emperor hurriedly sent a soul transmission, causing Davis to smile icily.

"No matter whether I spare them or kill them, that trash is going to receive a good name for having his people in mind even though he really didn't mean it. Otherwise, he would be begging here instead of having escaped and sending a message through a messaging talisman. Moreover, I bet the construction of the tomb is going to stretch for weeks and months, perhaps even years, if I'm gullible. Even at this moment, he's still scheming and stalling for time. Good, very good."

Davis knew that he cornered a snake into desperate straits, but that snake seemed to think that it could still turn the tables on him.. He couldn't help but feel both amused and angered.