Davis manually locked the door to Isabella's bedroom. He turned to look at his Isabella, who wore an indifferent look on her face, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"You didn't tell your father that you entered the Martial Overlord Stage?" He abruptly asked, causing Isabella to blink as she thought something else was coming. Nevertheless, it made her calm as she smiled.
"You think I entered the Martial Overlord Stage?"
"Absolutely." Davis nodded, "Do you think the words we exchanged when we separated were fake?"
Isabella's eyes lit up with admiration.
"So you've stepped into the King Soul Stage..."
"Indeed, just like you stepped into the Martial Overlord Stage..."
Davis raised his hands as light reddish soul force emerged from the tip of his index finger, quickly bursting into a dark, ominous energy that struck fear into the hearts of many before.
