Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 817
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But a moment later, Elder Enye came out of her reverie as she further perceived the truth.
'No, it is extremely minute, but it can't be considered fusion yet, but nevertheless, it is possible for this child to learn Yin Fusion Laws in the future....'
Elder Enye's shoulders trembled.
Right now, if the thought to recruit Natalya before could be said to be less and dismissible, it just shot through the roof right now! The temptation in her heart increased a hundredfold, enough to endure any loss face she would receive by trying to recruit Natalya even though the chances were less!
Elder Enye felt that if Natalya were to reach the Law Sea Stage and comprehend Yin Fusion Laws, she would probably be unmatched at the same level, even when compared with the cultivators from the mid-sized and large Territories!
Her gaze became a bit ravenous as if she were a female in heat!
Natalya crouched on the martial platform with one of her knees bent while she held the hilt of the silvery sword that pointed towards the surface to keep herself from falling.
Just now, she had expended fifty percent of her battle aura and thirty percent of her essence energy in a single move! Her body momentarily became weak as her meridians were unable to handle the immense pressure of expending this much energy at the same time.
If her Body Tempering Cultivation wasn't strong, her meridians might've burst apart from using a huge percent of energy for a single attack! What's more, she used two types of energy at the same time, so the backlash left her a little weak for a moment.
She regained back her strength to move properly two seconds later, and just when she stood up, she froze.
A shiny sword was pointed right towards her neck, and when she inclined her head and glanced above, she saw Tanya Frostblight's look at her with a smirk on her face.
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"I lost..." Natalya sighed.
She did feel disappointed, but it also as if a burden fell off her shoulders, making her feel relaxed than a while ago, where she did everything she can to win.
"Graceful, as we women should be..." It came off as ironic when it came from Tanya Frostblight's lips, but she sweetly giggled and was about to retract her sword from pointing at Natalya's neck when her brows abruptly furrowed as she stopped.
Her brows then relaxed before she pulled her sword back and turned to look at the distance where Elder Enye and Elder Towerfall were present. However, the latter just appeared to have returned from the Towering Cloud Hall's ark.
Tanya Frostblight lifted her sword and suddenly pointed towards Elder Towerfall before she yelled.
"Hey, baldy! You have quite the nerve sending me a soul transmission to kill Natalya the moment I placed my sword over her neck! You even had the gall to promise me treasures at Emperor Grade!"
"You think I'm a fool just because I'm easy going and look naive!?"
"If you want to kill, then openly kill like a man!"
Tanya Frostblight's words that ran without a stop stunned every person in the martial arena!
Natalya, who was behind, felt a cold feeling over her neck when she heard Tanya Frostblight's words.
Didn't this mean that if Tanya Frostblight obliged, she would've lost her life right here?
A chill instantly ran up her spine!
How naive! She had completely let her guard down the moment the sword was taken away from her neck.
...Davis narrowed his eyes as he felt a burst of killing intent towards Elder Towerfall. He wasn't a fool to just believe in Tanya Frostblight's words, but he was aware that a soul transmission was sent to her from a distance.
He didn't pay attention to who it was, but with her words, it became clear that it was Elder Towerfall who sent the soul transmission. However, just like his soul force, his killing intent was concealed. He made sure not to leak it one bit by temporarily closing his eyes.
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Elder Towerfall's gaze turned icy, "Watch your words, top disciple of the Falling Snow Sect. You are still young, and should address me as Elder Towerfall."
"Hmph!" Tanya Frostblight coldly snorted.
Elder Enye's expression became solemn, "Is that true?"
"I swear on our Falling Snow Sect!" Tanya Frostblight replied with a straight face.
As she said, she was not naive enough to declare that in public as she was aware, that her words might result in forming enmity between the Towering Cloud Hall and her.
They both communicated through soul transmission, so no one heard it, but some people managed to detect it the existence of the conversation, like Elder Towerfall, Davis, Evelynn, and Princess Isabella since Tanya Frostblight's soul force was at Low-Level Young Soul Stage.
It seemed that, to people from the major powers, it was easier for the younger generation to reach Young Soul Stage within a decade or two of reaching the Revolving Core Stage. It probably had to do with some methods that Davis was unaware of...
Elder Enye glared at Elder Towerfall, "This better be last, Towerfall."
"To make an attempt at killing one of my subordinate's loved ones, you are courting death!" Princess Isabella coldly spat out!
"Conferred Queen! These petty women are framing me! Don't believe their words! They are trying to drive a wedge between your esteemed self and the Towering Cloud Hall so that they can sit back and watch us kill ourselves!" Elder Towerfall's expression was aggrieved.
It was unknown how many people believed him, but the expressions he faked by moving his facial muscles were so vivid that even Davis felt compelled to believe those words.
"Heh! I bet that you were going to say the same words if I actually had killed Natalya, baldy!" Tanya Frostblight possessed a disgusted expression on her face.
She deeply hated people who couldn't even admit to their own words. To not have the courage to back their own statements, how can they be called cultivators?
Initially, she, who never ventured out of the Falling Snow Sect, possessed an expectation for the men of the Towering Cloud Hall, but after watching Baize and Elder Towerfall, her impression of the Towering Cloud Hall fell kilometers into the abyss.
She turned behind and opened her mouth, "Natalya Loret, I like your bearings to not give up after seeing my technique that should've been life-threatening to you when considering your cultivation base! I completely acknowledge your prowess after seeing that strange icy atmosphere that managed to destroy my technique!"
"You have my respect!" Tanya Frostblight echoed before a crimson hue appeared on her cheeks while her gaze roamed around.
"Uh... If it is as you said, that you are around a decade younger than me, then... we might actually be equals..."
"That's why... Uh... I'll be looking forward to exchanging pointers in the future..."
Tanya Frostblight went stiff after she reached her hand out. It was as if she had finally found a rival but was too nervous about becoming acquainted.
Natalya became stunned on hearing Tanya Frostblight's words and her action of reaching her hand out to her.
In the airspace, Davis became speechless as he saw Tanya Frostblight try to befriend Natalya.
He suddenly wondered how lonely it would be to train in an environment like Falling Snow Sect? Either you get used to the unchanging white and become secluded or anti-social, or you suffer from the loneliness from being unable to interact with people.
Somehow, it reminded him of Clara. If she were to join the Falling Snow Sect, he felt that she would completely become an ice beauty who completely looks down on the world!
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