Divine Emperor of Death-Novel

A white silhouette stood beside a tree as it looked at the Golden-Horned Wyvern which flew into the horizon, carrying two people who were dressed extravagantly.

The white silhouette asked in a cold voice, "Are you satisfied?"

"... Yes." Came a reply but could not be heard physically around the silhouette.

The white silhouette continued to talk, "The next time I meet that scumbag, his life will end right there."

"No! You can’t! No matter what happens, please don’t kill him! Besides, he has a master who is grand and mysterious!"

The green meadows swayed as the wind gently brushed passed the white silhouette, making it obscure.

"If it weren’t for you who pleaded for him, I would’ve killed him regardless if he’s being protected or not."

"No... you can’t! If you do... I... I will kill myself!"

"You!" The white silhouette’s voice trembled, it then flicked its sleeves as it destroyed the surrounding meadows.

"What do you find so special in him!?" Its voice sounded irritated.

"You haven’t lived with him so you won’t know! He’s so kind and caring..."

"That trash has forgot about you the moment he is with another woman." The white silhouette sneered as it argued back.

"You’re not allowed to curse him!"

Harrumphing in a cold voice, it questioned, "What do you know about men? I have lived for over 50,000 years but I didn’t find not even one of them reliable and trustable!"

"I don’t care if you’ve lived for a year or a million years. I decide what I want to do! Besides, if it weren’t for him, we both know you wouldn’t be able to surface from my soul!"

As if it heard something both delusional and agreeable, it sighed, "You’re hopeless! But I do agree that thanks to him, what is supposed to be difficult than ascending the heavens had been made much easier."

The white silhouette looked around the area and uttered, "I don’t want to stay here anymore. The only way to increase our power is to gain that Immortal Inheritance which he mentioned to you before."

"I guess so... but promise me that you won’t touch him! If you do, I’ll really take my own life!"

Nodding its head in agreement and with a little bit of helplessness, the white silhouette answered in a cold voice, "Alright, I promise that I won’t touch him... But that depends on him. If I see him again then he will be dead without a doubt."

*!!!!!*

"Finished reminiscing?" A voice suddenly resounded in Ellia’s head causing her to be stunned as she came out of her reverie.

"You’ve been spacing out a lot these days..."

Ellia blinked as she looked at the boisterous atmosphere surrounding her. In front of her was the majestic Loret Empire’s Royal Castle, the place where she had a fun yet fulfilling memories.

Today was the day her master... No, her friend was going to get married.

Complex emotions filled her heart as she saw the man she liked from the bottom of her great get married to another woman.

The last time she saw him was him leaving with that woman, and now she saw him again with that same woman, except they were going to get married.

"Shut up, Myria. If it weren’t for you I would still be with him..." Ellia spat out inwardly in annoyance, her voice echoing coldly.

She was conversing in her soul sea with her alter ego, her previous incarnation. She was no longer scared of this alter ego and enjoyed a position of equality within the body.

"You are me, and I am you. The things that I like are the things that you like, yet we never seem to come to terms with his existence..."

"That’s because you had a worse past with the men in your era... I understand your intent and reason for not allowing me, us to come in contact with him but I assure you that he is not like the other men."

"Ellia, we have already had this conversation many times... I told you already, your body is mine and my body is yours... Such is our fate..."

"If only you didn’t die before you completed your incomplete Eternal Body Physique, this mess wouldn’t have happened in the first place!"

"That is... our long term goal... to complete the Eternal Body Physique, but I don’t know what would happen since this situation of ours is nothing like I’ve ever seen before..."

Ellia nodded inwardly.

After a long time of sharing the same body and soul sea, Myria and Ellia both came to share their memories as well as their personalities.

Ellia literally understood that this alter ego was none other than her from a long, long time ago, from unknown eras she couldn’t pinpoint exactly as history was vague in this place.

"Ellia, you should really leave..."

"Let’s wait for some time... It’s already a miracle that I’ve gained a clear control of the body from you for the time being." Ellia replied.

"I let you..." Came a reply from Myria which only made Ellia shrug. Sometimes, she herself found it difficult to tell as to who exactly is controlling the body. Other than some times that are clear like now, everything is vague because of their shared memories.

In certain times, she certainly thought that it makes no difference if either party controlled the body as their souls were bound to each other.

However, she certainly knew that their train of thought was different.

"There’s a powerful cultivator close by..."

"I know..." Ellia told as she looked towards the vague yet tiny wave of disturbance. At the end of her line of sight was a black-robed figure of unknown features.

Feeling curious, Ellia narrowed her eyes.

"It’s a familiar energy wave I recognize..."

Ellia nodded, "It’s her. I wonder why she is here? And in disguise to boot?"

But then looked away as she glanced at the altar, "Could it be?"

"She fell for that man as well? How pitiful..."

"Shut up! You don’t deserve to talk about him! If it weren’t for him, you would still have to wait for many unknown eras to come out!" Ellia snapped as if someone had stepped on her tail but that was her mistake.

"He noticed us!"

Ellia’s body shuddered as she turned back and quickly escaped. It was unknown if she or Myria did it.

After exiting the Royal Capital without making a fuss that attracted the attention of the guards or the people, she sighed.

"In any case, I shouldn’t disturb him on the day of his marriage..."

"It’s time Ellia... I’ve already allowed you to see him twice despite my unwillingness."

Ellia’s face scrunched up into a stiff expression but she then turned to look back at the gates of the Royal Capital one last time before leaving into the skies.

"That treasure... We have to get it!" Ellia uttered in determination.

"Of course, we will. That mysterious existence who allowed me into this world and sheltered me told me that the treasure is on a celestial body of the Third Layer."

"Of course, you did go but died by succumbing to your injuries, useless. Besides..." Ellia sneered but was cut short.

"It can’t be helped, I was poisoned at that time and that entity had no way to cure me. I’m at least grateful for granting me a peaceful place to die..."

"I wonder if that entity is still... alive? If that entity is still alive and won’t hand over the treasure, what will you do?"

"That’s something to discuss in the future. Now, we don’t even know if the treasure is still there, and even if it is there, we still don’t know how to get there!"

"The only way to search is to leave the Grand Sea Continent and head to the First Layer, as pointed out by the Ice Phoenix Immortal for our growth."

"Hmph! That cheap lady didn’t hand over the Immortal Inheritance even though we completed the Immortal Grade Trial!"

Ellia laughed, "That’s inevitable, after all."

"I agree, our existence itself is an anomaly in the entire human race if you ask me..."

"Well, at the least, you managed to convince her to hand over the rewards of the Emperor Grade Trial by negotiating to protect its descendant."

"That’s an headache... Why don’t you take care of it for me after it hatches, Ellia?"

"Not my problem..." Ellia lazily replied.

"... Sigh~"

Suddenly, Ellia stopped as she glanced behind, her veil dancing in the air, revealing her chin along with her icy lips.

In the near distance, vague undulations of flame laws rippled as a black-robed silhouette shot towards her at a swift speed.

In a few seconds, the black-robed silhouette arrived in front of her as a sword appeared in its hand.

The sword emitted a blazing undulation and had a red phoenix pattern etched on the blade, its majesticness shining under the glaring moonlight.

The black-robed silhouette promptly pointed the sword at Ellia, "Who are you?"

The clear yet aggressive voice rang out again, "What are you doing near the Royal Castle?"

Ellia didn’t speak but a faint sneer emerged on her face, wanting to ask the same question. It also reminded her of the time when she got caught by Davis’s mother when she came to meet him after clearing the Ice Phoenix Immortal Inheritance.

"I could ask you the same, Law Seed Stage Cultivator. You’re not a person of the Loret Empire, are you?"

The black-robed person seemed to go silent all of a sudden.

"Little girl, I’m warning you. Stay out of my way."

The black-robed silhouette slightly tilted its neck as if stunned.

Little Girl?

These words came out of Ellia’s mouth but the one spoke wasn’t her but Myria.

’#&%!!!’ Ellia inwardly cursed at Myria and quickly regained the control of her body.

She looked at the black-robed silhouette in a daze but then quickly turned to leave.

"Wait! If you are not going to reveal yourself and your intentions, then I would have no choice but to be aggressive!"

Ellia instantly turned back and a cold glint flashed past her eyes, "Do you have any sense, Princess Shirley Ashton? Why do you keep disturbing people when they don’t even bother you?"

The black-robed silhouette flinched and took a step back in a visible manner. A mutter escaped from its side, "How?"

The black-robed silhouette raised one of its hands and removed the hood that was blocking its face from others’ line of sight.

A gorgeous face was revealed along with a tinge of disbelief, "How could you know that it’s me? This black robe is a Mid-Level King-Grade Concealment Robe that is woven with a concealment formation that is capable of protecting my identity from most Seventh Stage Cultivators..."

Ellia glanced at the other party’s face as her lips curved. It was indeed Shirley Ashton who was hidden behind the King-Grade Concelament Robe, watching the marriage ceremony.

"Isn’t that obvious? Your energy was so unstable when you saw him be together with Evelynn Cauldon."

Shirley trembled but instantly closed her eyes. She took a deep breath as she regulated her energy which threatened to go unstable the moment she recalled the scene.

It was truly uncomfortable, nevertheless, she wasn’t bothered by him having a few women or so in the beginning, nor did she care now. It’s just, she felt uncomfortable at the fact that she was not the one who stood there with him.

"Even so, unless you can differentiate my energy from the others, you still cannot find out who I am... This undoubtedly means we have met before once..."

Ellia gave out a piercing laugh as she answered, "Yes."

Shirley turned solemn. She couldn’t recall meeting someone as powerful as the person in front of her. Her instincts screamed at her to gain distance from the other party but the thought that an adversary, possibly targeting Davis was at the Royal Castle didn’t sit well with her.

"Not only do you not know me, you looked down on me, spewing that I was a mere slave..."

Shirley blinked as she thought hard. She had said this to numerous servants in her Royal Capital and couldn’t remember which of them had this much potential in them but suddenly a girl which she thought of as a seductress flashed past her mind.

"Don’t remember? How about the Grand Sea Continent Meet?"

Shirley’s mind clicked as she uttered in disbelief, "It’s you!"

Ellia moved her pale hands that were covered by snow-white sleeves to her face. She took the white veil off her face and an icy smile radiated, sending chills down Shirley’s spine.

"I thought that you were with him?"

But, Shirley spoke in a confused tone.

Ellia froze as her surroundings turned cold. She then realized that Shirley still didn’t know about her defection or betrayal due to being controlled by Myria.

"You used him for your own greed?" Shirley spoke in anger.

Eliia’s heart shook as she instantly shouted, "No!"

Shirley blinked again, not sure if she was saying the truth. In her mind, Ellia was indeed a slave, and without leeching of resources from her master, she knew that getting stronger to this degree would’ve been impossible.

Ellia’s expression looked like she was wronged but a deranged smirk replaced it, "Yes!"

"The hell?" Shirley truly turned confused when she looked at Ellia’s expression. One moment she looked like she had been suffering and the other she looked as if she was enjoying this.

She truly didn’t understand what was going on here.

Ellia had mentioned that she was once a free person and a subordinate of Davis.

’Could it be that she betrayed him or was she betrayed by Davis?’

Last time, when Davis and Evelynn came to the Ashton Empire’s Capital, she asked Evelynn why the Ellia wasn’t along with them but Evelynn didn’t divulge anything about her.

’Could something have happened before that time? Before they came to visit our Capital?’

Shirley instantly pointed her sword again at Ellia as she saw the latter move her hands. Her cautiousness towards Ellia grew at a tremendous rate.

Ellia grasped her head with her palm but then spoke, "Since we’ve both cleared one of those two Phoenix Immortal Trial and need strength, why don’t we..."

A short moment later, Shirley’s eyes glowed with a hint of determination.