Hearing Davis's voice, the resting figures of the three former Patriarchs jumped up. They quickly sat up, looking at Davis with wide eyes.
They couldn't believe he was in front of them, considering that they had received news that he had decided to stay back in order to save his little sister. They all thought that he would be killed or, at the very least, caught and publicly executed since he was just a weak Immortal King.
Even if he had some kind of treasure that could boost his prowess to the Empyrean Stage, would his body be able to handle it?
Wouldn't he break down and disintegrate like an ordinary sword that wasn't able to handle its master's energy?
They were afraid he would simply breakdown into ashes before he could even be caught.
However, he was standing before them— unscathed!
Words alone couldn't describe the scene they were witnessing, and no matter how they stared, he didn't disappear. This didn't seem to be an illusion.
