The moment Eleanor slept off, Alex covered her properly with the blankets and hurried out of the bed. “Aridan has been gone for too long, I don't think this is a good sign” Alex whispered and quickly set up a protective and monitoring formation around her.The moment he left the house, he looked around to make sure that no one saw him, before taking off into the air. He turned towards direction which Aridan chased after the evil cultivator from.“Damn it, I don't have any article that belongs to him. How exactly am I supposed to trace his aura?” Alex whispered, going deeper into the clouds.He kept floating around in the clouds, searching for signs of Aridan. After three hours, there was no sign of him, making him incredibly worried despite his exhaustion. He kept himself suspended mid air using his spiritual energy, and it was especially tasking for him to stay suspended mid air. After some time, he began to float back to the tent area.“Huh? I already left the local government. Ho
The man chuckled and looked at Alex. “Why don't you take a guess, benefactor? I'm certainly not your enemy.” he said and laughed lightly, annoying Alex the more. Alex scrutinized him coldly. “What do you want? If you merely wanted to help my boy, you would have been long gone.”The man smiled and looked at Alex. “Forget about me, let's talk about this little mountain village you just came out from.” Alex kept scrutinizing him carefully, watching out for the slightest signs of foul play. Even though the man bore the energy of a seasoned killer, he wasn't deranged or tainted by bloodlust in any kind of way. Which meant that he was not an evil cultivator, and the darkness aura around him wasn't all that strong. “What were you going to tell me about the mountains?” Alex suddenly asked with a smile, trying to wrap things up and return to his responsibilities. “I guess that you're not happy to be in my presence. Do I seem that unpleasant?” He asked with a smile, causing Alex's patien
Alex quickly ran into the underground space where he left the boy. The space around was turbulent, showing that powerful spells and formations went off recently in the area. Alex was immediately more alarmed than ever. “Little one, where are you?” He shouted, but there was no sound forthcoming to show the location of the pitiful teenage demon. The temple was in disarray, even more than it was when it was blasted by Alex's energy. There were candle stands, furniture, and statues scattered everywhere, no single space to walk through. There was also a high probability that the boy was buried somewhere beneath the pile of rubble, dirt, and broken furniture, making Alex incredibly worried. He quickly spread out his energy in the dark room to search for the boy. A slight sound filtered into his ears, making him quickly hurry towards the source of the sound. The moment Alex reached the area, he felt a feeble life force, making him realize that the boy was nearby. He spread his energy arou
The boy pulled away from Alex's embrace and wiped his face blushing in shame. “Sorry for that, I shouldn't have done it. I don't know what came over me.”Alex patted his cheeks and forced a smile, hiding his treacherous and turbulent thoughts. The boy suddenly frowned, noticing that Alex have been looking at him in a scrutinizing way that made him uncomfortable. “What's wrong?” He asked, narrowing his eyes. “What do you mean?” Alex asked, straightening his posture. “You have been staring at me for a very long time, is there something on my face?” He asked again, frowning at Alex. “it's nothing, I just thought that you looked really handsome.” Alex said, muddling his way through the conversation. The boy's frown deepened as he stared at Alex with a confused expression on his face. He suddenly gasped and covered his chest with his hands. “It can't be that you're one of those uncles, right?” He questioned, looking horrified. It was Alex's turn to be confused. “What uncles are y
Alex stood quietly, watching the environment like a hawk. He could see a mountain in the distance, and even without spreading his spiritual energy, he noticed a few unmarked graves in the so called abandoned construction site, owned by a bankrupt small scale company. Achlys slipped down Alex’s back, and got on his feet. He walked to an abandoned fork lift and the trailer hitched to it with a frown on his face. “Bang-fang construction?” He whispered, rubbing his fingers against the body of the trailer. “Does it mean this ruin is owned by an Asian company?” Achlys asked again, turning to Alex. Alex scoffed coldly, his face showing how ridiculous he thought the idea was. Alex walked around the place, there were more trailers and abandoned containers used to pack small tools, but that wasn't what he was looking for so he ignored them. As he turned to leave, his leg stepped on something that made him frown. He tapped the mud floor lightly, his brows furrowed tightly. “Uncle, what's
The moment Alex went down, swishing sounds emanated from the hole in quick successions, followed by his gasp of shock. “I knew it, but you just won't listen.” Achlys said, and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He made a few hand signals while channelling his energy, and two paper puppets appeared before him. He drew some symbols on them using his golden energy and threw them down into the hole after Alex. He shut his eyes tightly as his spiritual consciousness communicated with the puppets to know the situation of things in the hole. He suddenly coughed up blood and opened his eyes. “That serious? Even the paper puppets got burnt alongside my spiritual energy, the malicious aura is too strong. Damn it!” He cursed out loud and hit some points on how chest using two of his fingers, sealing the meridian that burst open due to the backlash he received when the puppets got burnt. He circulated his energy for a full revolution and jumped into the hole, going after Alex.
But the horrifying situation which vividly played out in Alex's mind didn't happen. Achlys casually raised his sword at the last minute, stopping the incoming axe. Alex sighed in relief and touched his chest where his heart was still beating erratically. But that small victory seemed to have set off a fire. The fight immediately broke out to Alex’s dismay, and an array of zombies immediately came for Achlys, trapping him. Alex intensified his efforts to hack away at the chains and webs, feeling somewhat disoriented as he watched Achlys pick them off one by one, all on his own. “These things don't die easily. Fine then, the situation can only get more bloody from now on.” Achlys muttered coldly and a black mask appeared on his face, and gloves covered his hands. “Focus on the chest or chopping off their heads. That's the only way to kill an undead creature. Try your best to hold them off as much as possible, I will join you soon.” Alex instructed, chopping away at the spiritual cag
Before Alex's brain could fully process what happened, the arrow left the bow under the full glare of Alex’s eyes. The arrow which turned a fiery gold mid air hit a spot, and the cobwebs immediately scattered, alongside the chains. Alex sighed in relief, not knowing whether he's happy because Achlys didn't betray him, or because he was finally free from his restrictions. Spiritual energy rushed back to his meridians without the restrictions holding him back, making him giddy. He quickly raised his saint Michael's sword, feeling raw power course through it. “That weapon of yours makes me uncomfortable.” Achlys whispered in between labored gasps. Alex quickly called the weapon back, swapping it for his twin shadow daggers which he assumed Achlys would be more comfortable with since it embodied darkness. He quickly joined the fray, killing multiple creatures with one clean swipe. His dagger kept flying around, slashing them down. It got to a point that Achlys had to move away and squ