Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 5181: Powerful Allies On Both Fronts

The Frostcloud Sword Empress’s eyes were wide as she couldn’t hide her shock.

However, she didn’t remain idle. Using the chance, she instantly appeared amongst the ranks of the Realm Masters and slashed with her icy sword.

Nine giant heads were chopped off in an instant, ice sealing them.

One soul out of the nine was dead, but that Realm Master Hydra rapidly retreated since they found out that they couldn’t regrow their damn heads!

“Tsk, tsk- where are you going?”

Davis flicked his sleeves.

The ghost of a young man who was before him dispersed like it was only an afterimage.

He reappeared right behind the hydra that was retreating and punched out as his undulations roared, causing a hole to open up in the spine as blood poured out copiously. His deathly-earthen energy penetrated into the body of the hydra and made it shriek soundlessly as its heads swayed violently.

A strike at the layer limit! But what was even more shocking was that this young man appeared to be a Supreme Primarch!

He had died on this battlefield but was raised as an undead by the Divine Emperor of Death!

“Seal him! I need to get a souvenir!” Davis shouted excitedly, dropping his mask as a cool-headed individual.

The chance came to seal this unlucky Realm Master in ice, and the Frostcloud Sword Empress acted upon it even before Davis said. She unleashed an ice wave upon the Emperor-Tier Nine-Headed Hydra, her Iceborne Calamity Body with its innate frostbound essence causing even the fabric of space to freeze.

“Courting death!”

The four remaining Realm Masters roared in unison, their voices shaking the battlefield and causing countless weaker cultivators to bleed from their ears. Even the spatial currents surrounding the Galaxy Wormhole rippled violently beneath the pressure of their wrath.

They had ruled their respective realms for hundreds of millions of years.

They were sovereigns, existences worshiped by countless descendants and feared by innumerable enemies.

Yet now, before the eyes of all races, one among them had been crippled, his regenerative ability sealed, and his body on the verge of becoming a collectible for the Divine Emperor of Death.

Their fury reached the heavens.

Realm Master Daimmune Nyssadra, the Hydragon, raised his enormous draconic body. Nine serpentine necks rose like pillars supporting the sky itself as dark runes began flowing across his azure-black scales.

The oceanic aura surrounding him transformed into one of poisonous nature as it became oppressive and malignantly deadly.

“Abyssal Darkblight Venom!”

Eight heads bit onto the central head’s neck, their fangs sinking and secreting a terrifying venom. It condensed into an ocean in its mouth, nearly appearing like an abyssal sea that wasn’t touched by the sun for millions of years.

Within it flowed strands of deadly black poisonous energy.

The other three Realm Masters also followed suit.

“Nine Seas Tide!”

Nine oceans manifested behind one of them, each possessing a different nature, yet all in the same ocean. If one gets trapped, they wouldn’t be able to escape, but if these tides hit, it would be the end of that part of the battlefield.

Countless troops from the Hydra Galaxy tried to flee for their lives, but they barely turned around when the species technique was ready to be released.

It wasn’t going to be a tide but an absolute disastrous flood!

“Abyssal Hydra Venom!”

If that wasn’t enough, another Realm Master revealed a grotesque smile with all of his nine heads as venom sacs enlarged beneath their necks. They pulsated rhythmically as a sickly green-black radiance spread through his entire humanoid body.

Then he opened all his mouths and released a thick cloud of venom, each drifting through the space. Inside the clouds, there were countless tiny hydra heads formed entirely from poison. They carried venom capable of crippling regenerative abilities and eroding vitality.

“Dark Extinction Mist!”

Before they could even think they were going to die, darkness encompassed the skies.

Gray-black mist erupted from the nine mouths of that damned Realm Master in copious amounts.

As Emperor-Tier Beasts, they had a few species techniques to choose from. It was reasonable to think that they wouldn’t use it when their own army was underneath them, but it seemed like they couldn’t give a damn when their reputations were at stake.

However, all of these attacks were aimed at one foe.

The Frostcloud Sword Empress saw the terrifying species techniques of the Nine-Headed Hydras make their way to her. They didn’t seem like they cared about their fellow Realm Master, as there was no way the attacks wouldn’t harm their own ally. They intended to take her down along with one of their ally’s soul, ruthless and decisive.

The Frostcloud Sword Empress took in a snowy breath, “Frigid Veil Sword Style-“

She raised her icy sword up and carved a triangle above her head. Simultaneously, countless Frostcloud Sword Empresses superimposed on her as they carved the same across the eight directions. One stood before her, another behind. They occupied the eight cardinal directions.

They possessed the same bearing, not to mention the absolute chill that began emanating from them, freezing the space around them.

As the final stroke was completed, every phantom thrust their sword toward the center of their triangles.

She exhaled softly, “Fourth Style: Frigid Nexus.”

*Crack!~*

The surrounding space shattered like fragile ice as it expanded outward, freezing the entire world.

Countless glaciers emerged, snowstorms swept across millions of kilometers, and an endless number of icy swords appeared, floating and rotating as though they were affixed to the space. Every snowflake spreading across the skies contained thick sword intent. Every icy gust was a blade, and every crystal of ice looked like a weapon forged from absolute cold.

The expressions of the Realm Masters changed as they retreated while unleashing their techniques.

However, their species techniques were stopped in their tracks along with the world.

The Nine Seas Tide froze with billions of snowflakes unleashing their ice energy within, Abyssal Hydra Venom struggled violently before trapped within endless layers of ice, the tiny hydra phantoms struggling, only to be pierced by millions of icy swords and even the darkness mist from the Dark Extinction Mist tried to sizzle past the frozen space as it contaminated and corrupted the ice, but they were repeatedly frozen again in a endless tide.

The Imposing Sword Laws and the Iceborne Calamity Body froze everything in its wake, the Frostcloud Sword Empress’s Will overwhelming every attack in pure ice!

In the end, at the center of it all remained a frozen Emperor-Tier Nine-Headed Hydra with its nine heads severed.

It showed no movement.

Numerous pupils dilated as they gazed at this unbelievable scene from a distance.

An Upper Realm’s Realm Master had been… captured?

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