Divine Emperor of Death

"You... this aura...!"

Raeburn Zlatan became shocked as he felt the similar feeling of a dragon's aura from Davis's defensive barrier. His blood was reacting, trembling with excitement in opposition to it!

What the heck did this mean about Davis!? Did Isabella share her precious drops of dragon blood essence with him? She had more!?

Ancestor Dian Alstreim was also shocked as he didn't think that Davis possessed the same power as Dragon Queen Isabella. Not only him but every elder in this place felt that Davis's martial energy aura was greatly similar to Dragon Queen Isabella's aura. This made them feel dumbfounded again, more than the fact that he effortlessly defended against the attack.

'Could it be that they had already...'

Ancestor Dian Alstreim's brain trembled as he imagined that Davis already made love with the Dragon Queen and obtained her primal yin essence, allowing him to cultivate the same cultivation manual as her as well as capable of producing a similar aura as her, the aura of a dragon's.

However, he quickly denied and imagined that he had probably obtained a precious drop of blood essence from her. That made more sense as he felt Davis couldn't just become a High-Level Martial Master Stage Cultivator from nowhere. Besides, in this one year, Davis concentrated on becoming a Soul King, so improving in his Body Tempering Cultivation should've been left out.

'They strangely care for each other enough from the time they met that the Dragon Queen was willing to share a drop of the precious blood essence of the dragon she used to become this strong in her young age... Yes, this must be it. No wonder they share a deep relationship...' Ancestor Dian Alstreim thought, becoming convinced of his own thoughts.

"Here I come..."

Davis felt his dragon blood boil in reaction to the collision. It appeared as if it were attracted and wanted to show dominance towards it, making him instinctively want to pulverize the Zlatan Family brat in front of him.

He took a step forward and activated Earth Dragon's Overlord Rush, causing his speed to increase three times in an instant. Even with the warning that echoed throughout the area, Raeburn Zlatan was unable to react as he lost sight of Davis in an instant.

"!!!"

When he saw Davis's purple-robed figure, he was already in front of him!

"Golden Dragon's Tr-"

*PaahhH!~*

Another resounding sound of a slap echoed as Davis struck Raeburn Zlatan's face, sending him flying while the place he hit became a mangled mess as flesh imploded upon contact, revealing the fleshy blood-red tissues underneath.

Raeburn Zlatan's felt his eyesight go black and his brain become blank for a moment, devoid of thoughts before an even more stinging pain awakened him out of his reverie. However, he was unable to balance himself as he kept flying, plunging into the Grand Alstreim City without a drop in speed!

"How powerful!!!"

In the Purple Guest Palace, Fiora exclaimed as she clapped her hands, feeling herself become dominating in Davis's stead.

Her wind essence energy unknowingly surged out of her body as lush black hair began to float while she possessed an excited expression on her face. She was gorgeous and adorable at this moment.

Her face was full of admiration as she saw her man and Raeburn Zlatan's battle, and she could see that it was one-sided with her man on the winning end. There was practically no suspense and just one-sided beating, allowing her to become even more proud of him and herself for being bold today.

Natalya looked at the projection in front of them as she smiled with an animated expression. She looked at her little sister and saw that she was even more excited than her.

"That's right. It's your first time seeing him battle, no?"

"Mhm...!"

Fiora nodded as she looked at the projection that had zoomed over them, always including them both the figures who battled.

"I can hear your heart pounding crazily, little sister. Calm down..." Natalya couldn't help but giggle.

"Oh? Look who's talking? Who went as far as to squeal in utter excitement when Davis slapped that Raeburn Zlatan for the first time, mhm?" Fiora shot back as her tongue came out to tease.

Natalya blushed as she looked away. She totally didn't expect a resounding face slap at the beginning. It caught her off-guard while Fiora was dumbfounded enough to not even let out a breath.

"But just as the rumors said, the people from the Dragon Families look down on us as if we're nothing more than peasants. This so-called youth who's ten times older than me is also the same. He deserved it and deserved to get beaten up even more!"

Fiora harrumphed, seemingly annoyed just to look at that handsome yet mangled face of Raeburn Zlatan.

*Boom!*

Raeburn Zlatan crashed into a building on the surface without him being able to balance himself even once. He was completely paralyzed as his body felt numb. He trembled, feeling his face hurt but the shame he felt was million times wrecking his heart.

When had he ever suffered a defeat like this?

He still had the energy to fight, but the fear of Davis was already imprinted in him as he was slapped twice. Inwardly, he feared that this wasn't Davis's all, and he had the power to kill him, but the rage dwelling in his heart didn't listen to his mind as his eyes turned bloodshot with hatred.

"Courting death!~"

He groggily stood up before he delusionally uttered.

Martial energy erupted from him as the people surrounding him were sent flying just from the pressure before he shot towards the skies in an enraged manner. He quickly arrived back in the skies as he mindlessly and recklessly flew towards Davis, his golden eyes seething with hatred and killing intent!

"You don't learn, do you...?"

Davis uttered in tiredness before his martial energy flared in a frightening manner!

"Make a move against me for the third time, and I promise that you'll lose something that belongs to you!"

Raeburn Zlatan's eyes flickered as it panicked, but the immense hatred in his heart, as well as the deep pride ingrained in him, didn't allow him to stop. Sky-rending prowess of the golden dragon emerged within him as she shined golden, looking as if he was about to unleash a grand move.

His whole body shined, engulfing the surrounding in golden light before it concentrated into a single point where his fist lay!

*Vring!~*

Davis abruptly appeared in front of Raeburn Zlatan as the blinding light faded. He impeccably and silently reached out his hand and grasped Raeburn Zlatan's glowing fist with his palm.

"You...!?"

Raeburn Zlatan became horrified as he saw his fist being captured by hand was full of scales!

"You think I'm going to let you unleash your technique and waste my energy to defend it?"

Davis's other hand moved as a sharp scale appeared over the edge of his palm as he swung it like a sword, cutting Raeburn Zlatan's arm in half as he pulled the fist he held along with the severed part of the arm.

"AhhHHHH!!!!"

Raeburn Zlatan let out an agonized shout as he held his arm as looked at the severed part of his arm in disbelief. Blood kept spurting out like a fountain before he tightened the hold on his muscles. The severed folds of his skin instantly contorted to form a natural stoppage to stop the bleeding, but his face twisted in even more pain from using his martial energy to deform his own muscles.

He returned his gaze back to Davis, not believing that this lowly person just dared to cut his arm off like it was nothing.

"You... You're c-courting d-death!"

Raeburn Zlatan's voice trembled as he stuttered as he took a step back in retreat. This youth in front of him was completely ruthless in capturing his fist and severing it the next second that he didn't even expect it to happen. At most, at that instant, he thought he would be slapped again, but his arm was severed, causing him to bleed greatly.

The fear that he had just experienced when he was slapped twice began to manifest manifold from the impact on having his arm cut off that he even retreated two more times as he deliriously muttered.

"You don't know the price you're going to pay for my arm..."

Davis rather possessed a mocking smile.

"I was going to go for the thing that enables you to have descendants, but I reckon that's much more humiliating for you and the family you hide behind than losing an arm. This was just a warning. Obediently go back from where you came from, and perhaps very soon, my Young Mistress would come to the large-sized Territories of her own volition."

Raeburn Zlatan trembled as he looked around. The people were looking at him with sympathetic expressions on their faces, but he knew they were inwardly laughing at him for making a pompous scene but yet failed to live up to the expectations he had created.

His face blushed crimson as he felt incredible shame. He turned to look at Davis, feeling intense hatred, but he didn't dare to be willful a fourth time, feeling that his balls might be really crushed, as he said.

At that time, even if he could bring it back, his chances to bring in his descendants would drop to an all-time low, perhaps never to regain back his virility again.

Raeburn Zlatan suppressed his trembled and the pain he felt before he shot a deep look at Davis.

"You'll regret this..." He regretfully spat out from his mouth, wanting to retreat now as he felt like he had no face to stay.

"Oh, are you going to call your family in to bully me, a person from the younger generation? I wonder what the world will think of the great Zlatan Family if it so happened that their experts descended to deal with a single junior from the low-sized Territories?"

"You! Something like that wouldn't-"

"Wait," Davis interrupted, "Did I also forgot to mention that people were capturing this battle with Imagery Stones? Everyone could see that I battled you fair and square and even warned you to stop, but it was you who kept wanting to battle for every hit you took from me."

"I'm sure the All-Seeing Towers would love to spread such news to the entire Fifty-Two Territories to clear my name of any deceit, no?" Davis stretched his voice as he shook his head.

Raeburn Zlatan's expression became crooked in anger and humiliation!

"No!!! Don't!"

Davis smiled, feeling that he won against this person who knew only how to pose. With this, he felt that he severed the chances of Raeburn Zlatan having a chance at revenge. He may have cut off his arm, but it was also true that he had shown mercy to give some respect to the Zlatan Family. That was how it would be displayed in the Imagery Stones as he told Ancestor Dian Alstreim to do so, which in turn informed Grand Elder Krax Alstreim to use the Imagery Stone.

With this, would the Zlatan Family even have an excuse to descend on him with experts unless they didn't want their face anymore?

Unfortunately...

'These Dragon Families care about their face way too much just as the rumors said...' Davis inwardly lampooned to Raeburn Zlatan's reaction as his lips moved.

"Then scram back the way you came here!"