
Two people with spirit power were currently in a fierce fight. Using a large amount of spirit power. He controls and attacks the opponent.
The battle is a draw, it has not been seen who lost, or who won. Nevertheless, several times the Death God was in a position to be unbundled.
Zhang Ziyi himself watched the fight of the two people from his subconscious. Several times both of his eyebrows were raised, amazed at how the Death God's actions in attacking. Brutal, by giving only a slight pause, although it looked like the figure of black smoke could compensate for the movements of the Death God, but with a sharp and directional slash, it made the figure of black smoke feel overwhelmed.
Whush!
The slash came from the side, came in and hit the man's arm. Even in the form of smoke alone can already be injured by the sword of the Death God Spirit.
Retreated to take some distance, but in fact the Death God did not let that happen. He moved forward to keep attacking. Seeing the opponent who was increasingly in a position not in strung, made the spirit of the Death God increase.
In a moment, the Death God managed to execute a slash that contained such great spirit power on the smoky body of the figure. He fell to the ground very hard.Yes, even though he was in spirit form, yet somehow he still felt the pain when he hit earlier.
The Death God appeared right before that figure. With a state floating in the air, he brandished the sword towards the neck of the figure.
"I can let you go if you tell me where the fuckin' guy is?!" threatening the God of Death.
"Whose fucking man do you mean?" The figure asked as if indeed he did not know the person the Death God was referring to.
"Don't be stupid and naive. I'm sure you must have found out who I mean!" The God of Death said annoyedly.
The innocent and innocent pretentious expression that the figure had displayed, now changed after hearing the words of the Death God earlier. "Hahaha, why do you think that I will tell you where the man is?"
The figure replied with a laugh. So underestimating would the threat of the Death God.
"Hmm, fine! I assume you chose to die!"
The spirit sword in the hands of the Death God was raised high. Floating without the slightest hesitation from the look on the face of the Death God.
Whush!
The sword almost beheaded the figure of smoke, but soon the God of Death stopped its action upon hearing the figure's plea of forgiveness.
"Lucky... A–I'll tell you!" say fast that figure.
The God of Death tilted a grin.
"Good, then say it quickly! I don't have time to pay for your– all day."
"Luck it off, you can get that sword out of my neck first! I feel claustrophobic."
"Don't find a reason to escape. I'm giving you one more chance. If you still don't tell me, then I'm forced to take your life!" the God of Death said without expression.
"Ba–good! A–I will tell you. But—"
Not yet finished his sentence, the Death God Spirit sword had already taken the figure's life. It seemed that the God of Death had lost his temper.
The dark fog that enveloped the body of the figure, has now disappeared. Showing the form of an undressed man. He showed me his body that looked very old.
"Damn it! Even though it's dead, but why can this blunt object stand up!?" The God of Death cursed when his view caught something wrong that was a valuable asset belonging to the figure who had now become an old man. Yes, even though it is old, but the valuable asset is still tense, even looks contained.
The God of Death without waiting for long instantly checked the memories belonging to the old man. After getting what he was looking for, the God of Death took the man's spirit and put it in a ghost mask.
Gaining the spirit by having great power with him, made the power of the Ghost mask increase even more. It also affected Zhang Ziyi's body.
Zhang Ziyi who was paying attention from the soul realm felt back his consciousness being sucked in by something.
"Son, after using your body for quite a long time, I became sleepy and wanted to fall asleep for the next few days. With you I have provided the memory of that old man. And yes, the God of Death is not here. Go Ken somewhere else. Use those memories as a way-pointer," the Death God's message with a voice echoed before he fell asleep in Zhang Ziyi's subconscious.
"Good... Thank You!"
Zhang Ziyi flew up, looking for the whereabouts of Laohu.
It didn't take long for him to find Laohu's whereabouts. He was currently gathering together with his comrades who had awakened by then.
"Let's get out of here. The person we're looking for isn't in this place!" zhang Ziyi said to them.
"Yes!"
Yet before Zhang Ziyi left the place, he had first picked up the spirit power that scattered so much in that place. After making sure it had managed to absorb it completely, Zhang Ziyi then decided to leave there together with his partner.
They fly so fast that in a short time they are far away.
***
A few days have passed. After traveling more, they decided to rest in Zhang Ziyi's soul realm. A connecting portal with the Soul Realm was created before them. Then they entered the portal.
Earlier while they were on their way, they stopped by a few times and picked up something that they found very interesting.
Entering the Soul Realm, Zhang Ziyi was immediately greeted by his subordinates.
"Spect, Leader!" they said in unison, saluting Zhang Ziyi.
"Yes!" Zhang Ziyi nodded his head in response to their respect. Afterwards he and his comrades immediately walked towards the palace.
"For a long time we have not visited the realm of the soul. And behold! There are so many changes here!" said Zhang Lan.
Zhang Ziyi himself had also lately rarely visited the soul realm. Added by the strength of his subordinates who had managed to reach the Universe realm, but there were also those who had reached the Eternal God Realm.
"Their tune, they could already compete with these people from the Upper Realms." Zhang Ziyi muttered softly.
Among them all, the one who had the most improvement was Ras Centaurus. Many of them had reached the Eternal God Realm. The curious Zhang Ziyi immediately shifted her intention to ask Moi Wang.
"I wonder what you guys are doing so that the strength of the Centaurus race can increase more significantly compared to the others?" zhang Ziyi asked Moi Hu and Moi Wang.
"Hmm, we found an ancient record available on an obsolete book in the library of Ras Centaurus. It was indeed the book that I held since before I met the Leader. But I didn't understand much about how the ancient record worked. Now I understand the food. That's why our strength can increase in time quickly." Moi Hu took over to explain.
"Hmm, great... Looking at your sea that has increased that much, I have no intention of keeping you in the Soul Realm anymore. It seems that you guys are already able to compete with these people from the upper realms;" Zhang Ziyi said.
"Whatever the leader decides, we will follow!" Moi Hu and Moi Wang both cupped their hands in salute.
Zhang Ziyi then left after hearing the report. He then continued his intention, which was to the Palace. There too his comrades had been waiting for him from earlier
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The night has come in the Soul Realm. Zhang Ziyi was silent in front of the window. Staring at the night moon that with its silver light illuminated Zhang Ziyi's Soul realm despite being in Zhang Ziyi's Soul Realm, yet this place was nothing like the real world in general, where there is also a change of day.
A moment of contemplation, he suddenly felt something in his mind closing both of his eyes, the strongest image of what was happening to crush the Gnome race. The picture lasted for a while. Zhang Ziyi no longer felt any pain.
"This can't be allowed. I have to go back there!" zhang Ziyi.
He had seen bloodshed there. If it is not immediately resolved immediately, fear later even more enlarged and ended with casualties on his side increased. There is even a possibility of the Gnome race being lost in the world civilization.