Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 4088  On The Run?

"You-"

A dark-green-haired woman cast a glare at Illumina, who easily manhandled her and everyone else before throwing them on this flying boat. However, after the shock came disbelief. She saw Illumina's figure. The bunny ears couldn't be any more glaring at the fact that she had stepped into the Empyrean Beast Stage, but those wild eyes of hers became even more terrifying.

Moreover, the fact that Illumina entered the Empyrean Beast Stage meant that she had broken her bloodline limitations and evolved.

The dark-green-haired woman turned to look at Myria and then returned her gaze, her emerald pair of eyes filled with even more disbelief.

"You're that rabbit who held back the Ghostly Crow Realm Master?"

Lest Mistwalker and the others flinched. Their expressions were one of pure shock.

"Skylia," Illumina addressed the dark-green-haired woman, "You're still a Wind Phoenix? With how tenacious and arrogant you are, I thought you would've already become a Seven-Colored Phoenix."

"You-"

"But I see none of you have shattered your bloodline limitations. Is Lest Mistwalker not holding up to his end of the deal?"

Lest Mistwalker's expression changed, "Hey, I'm barely making ends meet. How would I have the capacity to evolve them? It is getting more and more difficult for our bandit group to attain resources ever since we became famous and were hunted down by other bandit groups in the Three-Headed Hydra Realm. They even have Empyreans among them, so we had no choice but to come here to a Minor Realm and continue our business."

"Makes sense." Illumina nodded, "Empyreans who came from outside aren't generally welcome in Minor Realms due to the immense amount of heaven and earth energy they absorb from the surroundings. It is not good for the Minor Realm, so those Empyreans are encouraged to move from Minor Realms to Lower Realms or even ascend by going through an Upper Realm spatial node. But certainly, you are also here without getting caught and denied entry, so I suppose your skills in using illusion formations have reached a high level."

"Haha…" Lest Mistwalker dryly laughed.

His undulations were that of the Empyrean Stage. Clearly, he seemed to have recently broken through with how unstable his fluctuations were.

"I don't know. I had the fortune of being able to plunder a tomb and gain some wealth, including this sealing formation in the Three-Headed Hydra Lower Realm. Otherwise, I am not capable of making this formation. After all, I don't have the necessary resources."

Lest Mistwalker waved his hand and made a grabbing motion.

Suddenly, the barrier sealing them dispersed, and a formation disc came flying into his grasp. He displayed it with a wry smile.

"We had just gained a few stuff like this and became overconfident. Before we left, I decided to fulfill my promise and first help Gralex, the Three-Headed Hydra, evolve into a Six-Headed Hydra, so we were going to steal a few treasures from the Three-Headed Hydra Clan, but we messed up. Combined with the assault from the bandits, we were forced to escape. Otherwise, we wouldn't have run."

"After we came here, we were shocked to learn that an Annihilative Heavenly Tribulation occurred in this realm and the Ghostly Crow Lower Realm, so we did our best to find you guys. But our fruits had no effort, and we were dangerously low on supplies, so we had no choice but to set up a camp and rob some people. Fortunately, we were able to meet with you because of it."

Lest Mistwalker gleefully smiled, but eyes were crying.

Now that he was here, he didn't know what would happen to him. His fate was no longer in his hands. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

'I should've ditched these magical beasts when I had the chance…' He felt regret in bonding with them.

Can it even be called a bond? He didn't know, considering they were all fugitives and were just trying to survive.

Myria watched them silently.

Many were injured. Some of their auras were clearly lackluster, lacking in blood essence. She could tell that they had suffered a lot and were barely able to survive. Even Lest Mistwalker seemed to have hastened his cultivation to get to this stage. Unless the physical body and soul could take the increase in strength, it was always never good to increase their cultivation base fast.

Clearly, Lest Mistwalker seemed to have even overdrafted his potential to get to this stage. He looked quite skinny and pale compared to the last time she had seen him. More than that, she was surprised this motley group managed to hold together this long.

"Aiya, where's boss?"

Suddenly, the Phantom Gaze Cobra sounded out with some confusion.

He appeared to be looking around, trying to find Davis. The others were also curious.

"We are going to him. Lereza, continue."

"Alrighty~"

Lereza activated the core of the flying ship and took control of the navigation.

On the other hand, the others dropped on their butts, looking relieved.

Illumina was quite strong. They didn't stand a chance against her. Not even Lest Mistwalker's sealing formation had any kind of suppression effect on her, and most of all, she had fought with the Ghostly Crow Realm Master.

Therefore, they knew this rabbit was stronger than she looked.

At least six levels higher in the Empyrean Beast Stage. Their hearts shook as thunderous explosions went in their heads.

If they weren't wrong, these changes were brought by none other than… the Divine Emperor of Death!

The flying ship continued to move forward, propel at higher speeds, and warp. They crossed trillions of kilometers and arrived at the edge. This was almost ninety degrees away from the direction they had to travel, but they knew this opening should be one of the least guarded places since it wasn't connected to the direction the other realms were in.

A day later, they arrived in the Ghostly Crow Lower Realm and called out to Stella as Myria touched the vestige Void Dust Tree.

It was but an empty husk. However, touching and attempting to communicate it would let Stella know that there were people here, and she already knew it could be none other than Myria and the others.

*Whoosh!~*

The space around them twisted ever so lightly, and they appeared in the Third Void Dust Sanctuary.

"…!"

Lest Mistwalker and the others froze.

Once they got there, their scalp turned numb as they saw a sealing formation activate to lock them in place while two dozen cannons almost seemed to heat up to blow them apart to bits and pieces.

However, after the Reaper Soul Legion recognized Myria, they instantly powered down the defensive formations and bowed towards her.

"Welcome back to the Second Void Dust Sanctuary, Saintess Myria. Congratulations on entering the Immortal Emperor Stage. Congratulations to the others on entering the Empyrean Stage."

Threelotus cupped her hands and welcomed them.

The expressions of Lest Mistwalker and the others could only twitch, making them wonder just what kind of place this was. After all, they had been blindfolded all the way until they reached the mini realm called the Third Void Dust Sanctuary.

They didn't know where they were but they could certainly sense the level of danger that radiated in the air.