Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 317
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Seeing that Fallen Heaven didn't have a precise answer, Davis spoke, "Forget it... All I want to say is that the dark energy you possess is at an equal or a higher level than Greater Laws."
Davis lifted his fingers and a gaseous dark fog formed in an eerie manner.
"And that feeling is increasingly making me aware every time I breakthrough to a new stage."
Davis had also cultivated in Lightning Laws, so he could at least differentiate between the quality of the said two laws.
Even though one was dark, it was overwhelmingly destructive while the lightning, which is feared from ancient times, seemed like a snake in front of a dragon.
He lifted up his other hand and generated a spark of lightning as he compared, "Both cannot be compared on the same scale..."
He wrinkled his brows and waved his hands. The dark gaseous energy and the spark of lightning disappeared as if it were never there in the first place.
If he could compare his dark-like laws with another user who practices darkness laws, then he would be at least be able to verify his conjecture that his darkness laws were in fact not darkness laws but a higher-level law.
Just now, the release of the eerie and destructive power didn't cause any damages but the laws he released caught someone's attention.
"What are you doing?"
The door opened and Isabella stood outside with a cold expression on her face.
"Testing my powers from the breakthrough... You got a problem?" Davis questioned back.
A few seconds passed by but there was no reply.
He narrowed his eyes and admonished her, "You didn't even knock, yet you dare to question me what I was doing? Didn't your father teach you manners?"
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Isabella couldn't maintain her cold expression anymore as she finally had a change of expression.
"If you have a problem, why don't you step out?"
Davis's expression froze but he instantly sighed, "No wonder your father asked me to take care of you. You likely offended Arashi Family by not showing any kind of etiquette, right?"
"That doesn't even matter! They courted death and I gifted them with that! That's all it matters!" Isabella fiercely replied.
"You need to learn some manners, Princess Isabella. Barging into a man's room at night is akin to... you know..." Davis shyly scratched his head, his lips turning into a grin.
"You!!!" Isabela's expression finally changed into one of anger. She could no longer hold back.
Just as she clenched her fists, a sound could be heard coming outside the door.
"Kii!"
Both of their attentions were directed to the entrance, and what Davis saw left him wide-eyed.
A pair of bright wide eyes glowed at the side of the door, slowly peeking out at the two of them.
It's reptilian black eyes moved left and right as it surveyed the room before running to a person.
Davis looked at the adorable creature cutely running towards Isabella, yet he was tongue-tied by its appearance.
His eyes twitched a moment later, 'It's undoubtedly a dragon...'
...The outer layer of its skin had hardened shells of armor while its claws on its hands and feet were short and sharp.
The part where the joints connected the limbs were slightly protruding outwards.
Even though it was small and resembled a fat chicken on the part of its stomach, it was undoubtedly a dragon.
Even without seeing one, he greatly felt that its appearance and figure belonged to a dragon.
"What is that magical beast?" Davis asked to confirm whether his guess was correct or not.
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Isabela's eyes showed gentleness, "She's an Earth Dragon..."
"Oh... Were you traveling with it?" Davis asked away knowing he wouldn't get a reply back.
Isabella shook her head, "She just hatched three days ago after years of waiting..."
'...Hmm? Hatched... She had an egg? Or she found it?' Davis was momentarily dismayed that he got an answer back from her but instantly understood the underlying meaning behind her words.
"You got it while receiving the Immortal Inheritance?" He hesitatingly asked.
Although he felt he was being rude from the get-go and didn't deserve to hold a conversation, curiosity caught the best of him.
Isabela stayed silent for a few seconds.
Suddenly, she nodded her head but then shook, "I guess there's no use in hiding it or making things worse by suspecting you of deceiving me."
Saying so, she let out a sigh, "As for the things you said about finding another Immortal Inheritance on the Grand Sea Continent, I'll try to trust your words for the time being..."
"We'll move at dawn, I believe that is enough time for you to stabilize your foundation." She took the small dragon in her hands and directly left.
Davis watched her back disappearing from his view.
He shrugged as he thought, 'Let's continue...'
He had already stabilized his foundation, so all that was left is to experience the changes brought to him by the breakthrough.
As far as he knew, his Soul Sense's range should have increased to a great margin, plus, his senses should be enough to fool most Mid-Level Mature Soul Stage Cultivators.
He had his laws granted by Fallen Heaven strengthened to a new level while the white light emitted by it remained a mystery as he couldn't access or use it.
He had his doubts and conjectures but none were verifiable based on his available knowledge, so he could only experience the small changes as time passed by; things like willpower and concentration.
So far, with this kind of strength, he was sure that he could move unbridled in the Grand Sea Continent.
As for Isabella, with Fallen Heaven in his Soul Sea, ready to be unleashed at any time, he wasn't worried one bit.
As long as they weren't in close range, he was sure that she would undoubtedly die as her Soul Forging Cultivation was weaker than her other two cultivation systems.
As Davis pondered about his changes caused by the breakthrough, he realized that dawn had already descended upon the world.
He could escape from Isabella's invisible hold on him but his face glowed as he instantly thought about his return to the Second Layer.
He had just compromised with her, so he wasn't going to ruin that opportunity by himself to return.
Just as he was seething in excitement from the fact that their reunion was close, a knock could be heard from the door.
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