Chapter 1559 - Ascending Alone

Chapter 1559 - Ascending Alone

In the Grand Wedding Hall, the people saw the defensive formation activate and ended up becoming relieved. Their hearts almost leaped out of their throats when they felt the deadly undulations of twenty-one powerhouses suppress them to death. Now, they didn’t feel breathless, much less suppressed.

Davis smiled as he hid the formation core back into his spatial ring.​​

Mival Silverwind appeared proud by his Alia’s work before he looked at Davis.

"Jokes aside, you should leave with your people right now. No matter how many of them come, as long as we can hold them back while the defensive formations remain, we’ll survive."

"You really think the barrier will hold?"

Davis raised his brows while Mival Silverwind couldn’t help but chuckle.

"I have faith in Alia’s abilities as a Formation Master. I know for a fact that this formation can hold out against High-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses for a few attacks, so there’s no way these powerhouses are making a dent on it unless they could somehow combine their power, and even then, it is only a possibility and not certainty..."

His expression turned wry.

"You know, Alia was full of praises for the defensive formations you brought out that she wouldn’t leave me alone, explaining their marvelousness to me until my head almost exploded."

Davis could see the picture in his image before he chuckled.

"No need to fret." He shook his head, "You just and your Zanna just need to protect the people down here."

"What...?"

Mival Silverwind gawked while Davis began to float.

"Oh no! They’re attacking the barrier!"

Mo Mingzhi pointed in the air, trying to warn Davis and the others who seemed carefree.

"No worries..."

Davis shot an assuring smile at Mo Mingzhi before he raised his brows, sending a soul transmission that made her tremble.

"You better worry about what decision you’re going to make tonight..."

Mo Mingzhi’s hand hanged while she appeared dumbfounded. When she came back to herself, she clenched her teeth at him as if tasting defeat, her cheeks turning crimson from being caught off-guard again.

Davis looked at her expression with satisfaction before he rose. However, he suddenly stopped and looked at the Mystic Ice Sect people who stayed. None of them left since their Sect Master and Ancestor didn’t leave.

No, it was better to say that they failed to grasp the chance to leave as the Thousand Pill Palace left. However, it wasn’t as if they completely left. They scrambled back inside at this moment since the High-Level Emperor Grade Defensive Formation stopped them from leaving the confines of the Grand Alstreim City.

He didn’t bother about them. Instead, his eyes caught Sect Master Bing Luli before his lips moved.

"When this is over, I must ask you something. Until then, I would like you two to protect everyone in case if someone snuck in again."

Sect Master Bing Luli blinked, wondering what he had to ask her. However, she nodded, watching him rush up the next moment.

"I will warn you all to leave. Don’t worry. Your Poison Lord has offended me, which makes it so that I will visit him soon enough. Therefore, I can also assure you that he’s not going to survive past this week."

"What!?"

"How dare you!?"

"Know your place, you vermin!"

Insults began to echo, causing Davis to chuckle. However, the three who bellowed at him first surrounded him in an instant, making him appear as if he was locked between them.

The three powerhouses raised their hands with flags in their hands, a formation suddenly appearing between him as it glowed with a fiendish purple light. The same light flashed more wickedly before the three of them looked at Davis with contempt, appearing to have the confidence to take him on from this moment.

"A battle formation...?"

Davis raised his brows at them as he could feel their prowess has risen a bit. He rarely saw something like this but heard that many of them existed. It was the first time he saw people- no, powerhouses using a battle formation of this level.

"Since my lord has offended you, you and I can’t live under the same sky."

"Ah, just when I thought that you could be the man who can extricate me from my lord. What a pity that you spoke too soon..."

*Shhh!~*

Greenish-purple poisonous air began filling the place Davis was in an instant. Their poison essence energy raged from their palms, soon filling up into a triangle that trapped Davis inside.

The three powerhouses possessed confident expressions on their faces, waiting for Davis to show up to attack their formation. However, even after five whole seconds passed, there was no attack, much less noise or a silhouette.

"Ahahah! Who would’ve thought that this person is a retard? He didn’t even defend against it!"

"Heh! To take the poisonous attack from the three of us while we’re using this Deadly Poisonous Triangle Formation? Courting death!"

"Even if you can survive this, our poison will make sure that your organs burst from within, have your dantian corrupted with poison and make you enter a world of hallucinations that will make you want to kill yourself from carving your own body to death to get rid of the itch from within!"

"Ahahaha!"

Hearing their words and brazen laughter, Ancestor Dian Alstreim’s body shook as if he was going to faint. His heart couldn’t take this much off a scare. The others also looked similar, like Sophie, Niera, and Mo Mingzhi. They had only heard and perceived that Davis’s prowess has reached the Ninth Stage but by how much? They still didn’t know.

They couldn’t help but look at their only lead, who was Isabella. She had her hands folded, looking at her trapped husband with a smile on her face. Not only her, Evelynn and Natalya remained the same. They appeared to be not much worried for him- no, they appeared to look confident in him.

Believing their expressions, they looked above and saw a slight shift in the greenish-purple poison cloud.

The three powerhouses also noticed. They grinned, readying for him to show up so that they could throw him their second attack, when suddenly the triangular formation cracked!

That powerhouse who saw the crack right in front of his face felt his scalp turn numb. Just before he could retreat, a hand abruptly reached out from the greenish-purple poisonous cloud, grasping his head. It was as if a dragon’s claw had caught him in its grasp, causing him to be unable to break free. He shivered deeply, wanting to say something when an incredible force snuffed out his consciousness!

*Crack!~* *Crack!~*

*Splat!~*

"Your Poison Lord has offended me, but you people? Not yet. However, if you insist, I can only send you all to the underworld first to later make you all receive your Poison Lord."

The same nonchalant voice echoed a bloody scene erupted in front of them while the powerhouses of the Poison Lord Villa watched one of their powerhouses’ heads being crushed to death by a single hand. Their eyes possessed deep disbelief, unable to believe that this man had just instakilled one of their powerhouses like it was nothing!