"Who do you think can do that?" The golden haired asked in what could be deemed a whisper.
"Am not sure myself. I know little about the God Domain sadly." Avillian shook her head and sipped on a drink.
"How is the Academy life, its been a week since have been away." She asked curiously.
"Intense if am to say. Those battle freaks don't know the meaning of rest. Just damn muscle heads who couldn't let others be." Avillian couldn't help but curse abit.
The Academy in question, the Divine Academy was a place where various geniuses in the Mortal Domain gathered.
It was a powerful and influencial Academy that everyone dreamt of setting a foot on it.
Given the great influence of Gods on mortal spirits, this Academy was set neutral. Free from the schemes and tricks of those higher existences.
It's history traced over thousands of years ago.
The influence and power it gained over the years wasn't something to scoff at given those who managed it over time.
The competition was harsh and intense that the top 10 students had to keep their ranks thus duelling.
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Far away from the Imperial Palace, a devilishly handsome man walked through the crowd unhurriedly.
Strangely, people unconsciously made him way but didn't seem to see him.
Emriel not interested in cleaning up the remaining moles in the Star Universe slipped away through a spatial crack leaving no trace behind.
He went inside a restaurant. The aroma and a strong fragrance of wine were intoxicating.
People laughed and gossiped openly without fear, one of the few bonuses of being drunk that is.
An handsome waiter who appeared about 20 took his order. He ordered high tier beast meat and the best wine.
It didn't take long for the waiter to return, the meals were set and drinks served.
In a corner, four men clearly monks sat around a table.
Not seen by mortal eyes, a barrier surrounded them.
The topic being the suspicious death of a Great God in the God Domain.
'Already declared dead by now, huh. They seem to have lost hope tracing him already.'
He looked out of the window seeing a magician by the streets who had a large gathering.
The man was making things out of thin air and also transforming them.
This made young girls dazed and asked him to make them dolls.
"Illusions, huh. Not bad but they will disappear in no time." He said shaking his head abit.
"I didn't expect to meet someone who can easily see through the power of an Earthly Immortal." A masculine voice came from the side.
"Who are you, Old man." He asked tilting slightly.
"Haha.. my bad youngster. This old man is űœə$#" He said with his eyes observing Emriel closely.
"Pleasure meeting you, Alfred." He said tossing the old man a drink. He had a shocked expression.
"How come you know that ancient language?" The old man Alfred was tongue tied. It has become a habit of him to tease young stars with it but never young one who could understand it.
"The world is full of surprises. There are many shocking things out there than we can fathom. Don'tyou agree." He chuckled and sipped calmly.
"Indeed, this old man is moved. Seeing through that illusion is something out of ordinary." He said rubbing his beard.
"You can call me Emriel. So what brings ad great figure such as yourself towards this lowly mortal." He asked facing him.
Though he appeared like a mortal spirit in cultivation, the demeanour was a complete opposite of it.
"Seems like you are suppressing your strength. But worry not, I have seen enough in life to be lost in curiosity." Alfred gave an amiable smile.
"Indeed, curiosity isn't always a good thing. Those young girls are getting scammed because of it."
There wasn't much about Alfred. Just a rogue who roamed the world seeking fortune.
The ordered fine wine and drunk like old friends overlooking the gazes they received.
When it got dark, Emriel immediately set off.
He appeared in the sky.
"Life is short, lets enjoy every bit of it." He mused.
White mist condensed. He leaped on making himself comfortable. The Mist shot off towards the Empyrean capital.
Though not vast densely filled with Divine energy like the Divine Domain, it was quite dense that many geniuses were being bathed.
Mountain peaks peirce through the sky. They were covered in thick mist and snow throughout the years.
Tall and gaint trees filled the slopes forming grand yet beautiful scenery.
On a cloud like mist, he observed the topography.
The difference between the Mortal Domain and God Domain was like heaven and earth.
The God Domain was high above the Mortal Domain.
This arrangement greatly suited the Gods' tastes. Their arrogance always made them look at mortal beings like low level existences.
This thing greatly irritates many mortals but with time one comes to understand once you become part of it.
'A blessing in disguise. Given the ruthless struggle for resources, mortals can never out compete such beings.'
The Empyrean Empire was extremely vast. It houses over trillions of humans.
There were several floating islands, planets, continents, secret realms, etc where humans lived.
At the core of the flourishing Empire, a magnificent city stood proudly.
He couldn't get tired of admiring the great effort and time his student put in to make this city this beautiful.
'Well though not master-disciple relationship, am kind of her mentor I guess.'
He disappeared like a ghost.
The Empyrean Palace was a place at the heart of the Empire. It was highly guarded with powerful cultivators and formations that made even powerful existences worry.
Numerous Imperial knights hid in the Palace shadows ready for any attack.
The Palace was very beautiful and luxurious that it could make one easily mesmerised by its unique grandiose.
It stood on a vast land away from the Empyrean City.
A figure unseen by many passed through the Palace halls leisurely as if strolling in the park.
No formation was triggered. No one could see him.
Inside the throne room, a divine beauty sat on a golden throne.
Her beauty was heavenly oozing perfection that transcended the mortal realm.
Clad in a red and golden dress which fit her height well. The dress highlighted her mature voluptuous body that put many women to shame.
Big breasts that threatened to pop out of the dress, a slender waist, long and snow white legs thick enough to make any man drool in lust.
She had long golden hair and molten golden eyes which glowed slightly.
Her presence and charm was simply divine, out of mortal realm bordering on the Divine.
She is none other than the Empyrean Empress, Apophis Empyrean.
The woman frowned. She could feel that she was being observed.
The golden eyes glowed as shevlooked around but failed to notice anything strange.
For beings at her level, though the feeling was subdue, if it was something that she couldn't trace, only meant the other party was good at concealment or of a higher level.
But she highly doubted the later.
The throne room was big. The furniture was engraved with complex runes marked using gold.