Every disciple who was present watched a bolt of black-silver lightning fall on Jei Sealan and render him immobile for a moment, even bringing him down to his knees.
Abruptly, water droplets surrounded him and created a bubble-like atmosphere around him. His oceanic aura burst out and filled the area, causing him to be able to stand up again. However, they all understood that Jei Sealan unwittingly admitted defeat to use his true cultivation base, which was at Level Nine Immortal Stage.
With how his handsome face was distorted in reluctance, they could see that he was unable to withstand the havoc the heavenly lightning caused in his body. But still, considering that his Sea Race was weaker than lightning, they couldn't help but respect him for being the first to stand up to a Divergent who was recognized for his usage of heavenly lightning.
"Junior br- Senior brother, I admit defeat."
Jei Sealan uttered as he cupped his hands, clenching his fists in reluctance. Although he wanted to fight more, not only was the situation inappropriate, he couldn't see how he would be able to defeat the Emperor of Death, who possessed an extraordinary power like heavenly lightning that was far more harmful to him than any energy.
What's more, it was the destructive heavenly tribulation lightning that Divergents undergo.
To even comprehend the fury of the heavens, he was completely floored by the Emperor of Death's ability that he was forced to accept that the other party was superior without a doubt. After all, the Emperor of Death hadn't even used his specialty, which was soul force and death energy, so for him to fall down in a single strike, he was convinced of his defeat.
However, only he himself would know what kind of excuses he would use to keep his will from collapsing as this kind of opponent who could utterly suppress him was frustrating and an eyesore to one's cultivation path.
"You truly are powerful..."
Rea Tyriel's astonished voice echoed at this moment, causing many heads to swivel in her direction.
"Not only did you quickly improve your cultivation base to Level Three Immortal Stage, but you also possess a prowess that easily crosses seven levels higher. I am indeed impressed."
"Many thanks for your praise."
Davis uttered as he kept his hands behind his back, looking calm and invincible. The feeling he gave off was one of utter conviction that people didn't know what to think about him.
He really didn't seem like a womanizer at this moment but someone who exuded heroism.
However, they were shocked to recognize that he had entered the Level Three Immortal Stage.
After all, it would take years to even raise a single level in the Immortal Stage, so for him to raise two levels in under a month, they thought it was nothing short of an achievement, causing them to wonder if he had used heavenly resources of some kind, perhaps from his two immortal inheritors' inheritances.
Indeed, Davis did use the heavenly resources, but they weren't the ones obtained from Shirley or Isabella but heavenly sources that he refined from his tribulation. However, little did they know that he also kept his level suppressed.
He was actually at Level Four Immortal Stage, keeping it hidden for various reasons he would always consider before making a big move, like opening up the island for this marriage.
But as for his Soul Forging Cultivation...
Davis appeared to be completely at ease as he panned his gaze.
"Next."
Hearing his words, Rea Tyriel responded with interest.
"Since this is your marriage, I won't go too far with taking your time. If you can withstand three moves from Black, then we'll admit defeat, and I'll no longer doubt your words since you would have the qualifications to talk big if you win."
"Haha~ Junior sister, you can count on this senior brother to give him a challenge!"
The Emperor-Tier Lunar Crow standing on Rea Tyriel's shoulder flapped its blackish-white illuminated wings and took off to the skies.
"You-!"
But before it could reach the makeshift battle stage at the center, a giant jumped and almost crashed into the crow, but the crow dodged, causing the giant to appear on the battle stage as he took laughed boisterously.
"Hahaha! No one interferes! This is my battle!"
He waved his hand forcefully and created a storm with just a swing while his eyes remained fixed on Davis with intense excitement. It appeared like he had found a worthy and challenging opponent that he wanted to smash into smithereens, grinning at him like a fool.
Davis didn't know what to say that that look. It carried no hostile intent but was full of ardent emotions of wanting to pummel, causing him to quickly understand that he was dealing with a simpleton.
However, he wasn't surprised as the people of the Stone Race were said to be mostly simpletons.
"Waine Might, ranked thirteenth. I wonder how you can fare against my physical might...? I can't wait...! Are you ready?"
His opponent's emotions seemed to be at a peak as he asked, causing Davis to unwittingly grin as he gestured.
"You're good. Come."
"Then... be careful!"
Abruptly, Waine Might got sent flying when their brains were rapidly working to make sense of the situation.
They could only see him crash onto a building and land on the ground like a broken doll, spitting a mouthful of blood.
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