In the forest of Monington, Remus slowly opened his eyes."Ah..."He sighed softly, then lifted his head to gaze at the starry sky above."There's really no other way."He had to admit it. He had pondered many things and could say he had thought of every possible solution. However, the gap between him and Kennard was too vast and impossible.The pinnacle of the Golden Stage against the late to post-mid Divine Unity stage. It was as difficult as it seemed."Don't overthink it."Suddenly, a voice came from beside him.Remus turned his head to look, only to realize that Wilda had appeared by his side at some point. She was still the same, wearing a long veil, her face veiled.He smiled, "When did you arrive?"Seeing his smile, Wilda felt a pang in her heart. She hadn't come for so long because she didn't know how to confront him, as she couldn't help but feel ashamed for not being able to help him.But since his death was imminent tomorrow, she knew she had to come to see him a
Wilda released a surge of spiritual energy, hitting Remus's wrist. Soon, a pattern resembling a veil appeared on his wrist, which looked like a birthmark.She said slowly, "If we have the fate to meet again in the next life, I will see this birthmark and recognize you."Remus lowered his head to look and smiled, "Okay, I believe I will find you again. When that time comes, don't deny it!"Seeing his smile again, Wilda's heart was even more touched, though she was extremely sad. He was her casual disciple, but she was guilty about not being able to protect him!She succinctly said, "Okay, if we meet again in the next life, I'll protect you until you become an immortal!"After saying that, she turned and left.Remus observed her departing silhouette, shaking his head in resignation. His journey to Monington was marked by intentions to acknowledge Glinda and, more so, her. Yet, nothing had come to fruition, and his life was now unexpectedly in jeopardy."Wait."Remus suddenly spok
At the mountain's peak, groups of disciples walked towards the rear of the temple in an orderly manner, chatting and laughing as they went.They arrived at the back and stood around, forming a large space in the middle."Finally, the day has come! I've been restless and unstable, unable to hold myself together!""How many moves do you think that Remus will last?""It's not about how long he can hold out, but how quickly Kennard decides to end it. One move is all it takes if Kennard's in the mood. He could dance around without landing a killer blow for ages if not. And Remus, Genius or not, is just at the peak of the Golden Stage. He can't hold on for long."People nodded one after another, expressing their agreement."It's a great joy to witness a Genius being exterminated with one's own eyes!""He deserves it for being better than us!"The discussions grew louder and louder, and without exception, they all looked down on Remus, even resorting to harsh words.Among all the dis
Seeing this, everyone bowed in unison and said, “Saint Master!” Wilda was the only exception as she called out, “Master!” The voice of the Saint Master sounded from the attic. “Is everyone here?”As soon as he finished his sentence, Kennard immediately stepped forth. He was so overwhelmed that he was trembling.This was the first time he talked to the Saint Master in person after so many years of joining the sanctuary.Still bowing, he said, “Kennard Davidson, Monington disciple, pleased to meet you!” The Saint Master didn’t speak. It was as clear as day that he was waiting for Remus to step forth. After a few seconds, Remus still didn’t appear. Restless now, the people in the crowd began to glance around. Wilda and Glinda looked around too. Their hearts started beating wildly. Did Remus regret it and run away? It would be fine if this actually was the case. “Remus has arrived!” someone shouted from somewhere beside the building. There was a commotion as everyone
Wilda and Glinda stepped out of the crowd. Everyone looked at them in astonishment. It wasn't strange that Wilda would plead for Remus. He was her disciple, after all. But why did Glinda and Sir Hudson even do that in the first place? It had nothing to do with them. All the other disciples in the sanctuary were dumbstruck. Even the Vice Saint Master and Masters were flabbergasted.Wilda herself wore a look of confusion.Silence filled the air in the hall. A while later, Elena turned to look at her disciples behind her. "What are you waiting for?" she ordered. Sandra, Emerson, and the others shuddered in fright at her gaze. What did Elena mean by that? Did she want them to plead for Remus too?Remus beat them up so badly that they wanted him dead so badly. Why would they plead for him? However, Elena was their master, so their future was in her hands. They had to obey her wishes. With much reluctance, Sandra said, "Remus' crime isn't punishable by death!"Emerson was
Wilda heard the Saint Master's booming voice before she could finish her sentence. His tone was totally different than before. It was as cold as ice now."All of you are the pillars of Monington. How could you fight over a mere disciple like this?" he said. "How embarrassing it'd be if others were to hear of this."He continued, "Some of you said that his crime isn't punishable by death, while some of you want him to pay by blood."Fine! I'll give you all a chance. From now on, those who want him to ascend the platform will stand on the right side of the hall, while those who oppose them shall stand on the left side of the hall."He warned, "You only have one chance to decide."No one dared to argue or quarrel anymore after that. Wilda, Elena, Sir Hudson, and two other Masters hurriedly went to the left side of the hall. Meanwhile, Grandmaster Aurelius, Grandmaster Sylvanus, Master Eythor, and Master Erjon all moved to the right side of the hall. One would know who sided w
Thump! Both halves of Kennard's body fell onto the platform with a resounding thud the moment Remus was done speaking. Kennard wasn't that heavy, so no damage was done to the platform. However, the crowd below was significantly affected. The people felt as if the skies were going to fall and crash down to the ground. They were overwhelmed with rage and anxiety. Then, to some, the world started to spin. Their legs turned to jelly, and they passed out and fell. They didn't even make any noise as they fell to the ground. It was as if something had taken their voices away, and they could only watch the scene unfold with their mouths agape. Their hearts skipped a beat, and their faces fell, making them look like their souls had been sucked out of their bodies. It was as if the world had fallen apart. All the saintly disciples, Monington disciples, and the Grandmasters were flabbergasted. Wilda and the Saint Master were no exception. They couldn't believe their eyes. What h
Kennard was reluctant to admit defeat, but all he could do was stare as Remus walked down the platform with everybody's eyes on him. It was the last sight he ever saw. "Senior Davidson!" "Kennard!" "My friend!" The crowd burst into tears as Remus started walking down the platform. Some wept their eyes out and cried their lungs out. It wasn't only because Kennard died. Their hope dwindled out of existence along with his death.Just then, a voice sounded from inside the hall. "Did you create this technique yourself?" When the crowd heard the voice, they shut up, and silence returned to the hall. As the people's eyes fell on Remus once again, it occurred to them that they still had no idea when or how he attacked and killed Kennard. Did he use some sort of technique? Did he create the technique himself? Remus stopped walking. He didn't even turn to look at them when he answered the question. "Yes. I created the technique myself!"The people were astounded once agai
Roman did not respond immediately and instead thought deeply about it with a serious expression.At this point, what happened to Remus no longer mattered. In fact, it might be better to say Roman would love to see Remus hurry off to fight the Upper Realms.But the issue was that people in the Upper Realms didn't know that Remus was still alive. What would they do if they saw him appear again? Would it affect Roman?It was like what the ghost kings initially thought—within the Three Realms, the only ones who could save Remus were Roman and Francis.Once Remus was exposed, Francis would naturally deny being the one who saved him, leaving Roman as the only one who could have done so. By then, he would become the target of everyone's criticism.So, before figuring out how to handle the aftermath, there was no way he could let Francis find out about this."Your Majesty?" Noticing Roman was hesitant to speak, the ghost kings couldn't help but urge him for a response.Roman took a deep
Remus didn't want to admit it, but he had to—here, he felt like he was immobile while the world around him was in constant motion.In other words, he had no control over what was happening and could only passively accept everything the world presented to him, without any right to refuse. The simplest metaphor was being forced to watch a movie while you were tied to a chair.Remus was feeling frantic again. It seemed he was truly trapped with no way out."Is Limbo really like this?" He felt powerless over the current situation. In his current state, he couldn't affect the Mortal Realm or the Underworld and was simply stuck here. If this wasn't Limbo, then what was?It was like how when a person died, it was not necessarily a complete disappearance. It could also be understood as being separated from friends and family, no longer able to meet, forever existing in different realms. Wasn't it the same case right now?Remus slowly descended into the forest, coming to a stop without any
Remus was shocked, staring blankly at the scene.Under normal circumstances, after reliving his life once, he should have just faded away. That was how it usually was for ordinary people. So, why hadn't he disappeared, and why were the scenes starting to repeat?As expected, after Remus snapped out of it, he heard voices coming from the mountaintop. It was once again the scene of Tyson holding a ruler, disciplining a sobbing Remus."Why... Why is this happening?" Remus muttered to himself, growing more and more shocked. "Is this what the so-called Limbo looks like, or did something go wrong?"For a moment, he didn't know whether to feel happy or worried. Naturally, he was happy because he still existed, but he was also worried because the current situation felt too unfamiliar.Remus remained calm and continued to look ahead. The scene shifted to the front of the prison, then to Kylie calling off their engagement, and then to various moments shared with the other women from his pas
"No!" Remus roared, feeling a bit panicked.According to human processes, after reliving one's memories, the spirits would depart the body as a farewell to the Mortal Realm, and the physical body would begin to decay and turn to dust.If that was the case, wouldn't he fade away into nothingness after revisiting all his memories as a specter?"No, no!" Remus started shouting, trying to stop it, because this was the final act of his specter. Once this moment passed, he would completely vanish into nothingness, and he was doing everything he could to prevent that.Unfortunately, the situation in front of him wouldn't change just because he willed it to. The result would be the same as from the start, continuing to unfold bit by bit."Candace Nightingale!" Remus shouted once again. Seeing Candace nearly being squashed by the Pathic Energies, he couldn't help but wish he could lend a hand in it. If she had been killed then, he wouldn't be filled with such regret now.The scene was sti
When Remus saw this, he suddenly started laughing.This scene was from when he first arrived at the prison. He was indeed nervous and worried outside the gate. After all, it was his first time coming down from the mountains and entering the outside world, especially since Tyson said this was the most dangerous place in the world.Because of that, he was extremely cautious when going in, afraid of getting beaten up. It was also here that he parted ways with Tyson, and he hadn't seen him since then.Remus looked at Tyson, wanting to take a closer look at him, but the scene changed once again.It was three years later, when Kylie came to break off their engagement. Adorned in luxurious designer brands, she arrogantly said, "We belong to different worlds. Give me the marriage contract!"If it weren't for the fact that she was a girl, Remus would have definitely given her a rough time. Why bother putting up an act?The scene shifted again. This time, he was at the Bowen family's luxur
Remus stared straight ahead for a moment, then began frantically looking around. All he saw was a dense forest surrounding him. There was no sign of Tyson anywhere.What terrified him even more was that when he looked down right after that, he discovered he had no body or spectral form.Remus quickly raised his hand, wanting to touch his arm, attempting to see if he was simply concealed. However, he unexpectedly couldn't feel his arm! It was as if he only had a pair of eyes to observe the world, and no one else could even see these eyes."How did this happen? What is this place?" Remus was completely panicked.Why did he see a scene from over 20 years ago? Did he travel back in time? Or was this scene simply playing itself back to him? Where exactly was he?The sound of a slap interrupted his train of thought.Remus sharply turned to look, and to his surprise, he could see the top of the mountain along the path.At the summit was a small thatched house, and in front of it sat a
Unfortunately, the problems kept coming one after another.Grant said, "That's a good idea, but how can Remus return to the Mortal Realm or even reach the Upper Realms? He's currently a specter and isn't able to go there!"The other four ghost kings froze. The favorable outcome made them overlook the necessary process. Remus couldn't reach the Upper Realms, which meant the fight between him and Francis couldn't happen.They all turned to look at Roman.Roman frowned deeply. There was actually a way to help Remus return to the Mortal Realm. Remus would have been able to think of it too, but he just couldn't see what was right under his nose.There was a term called "Soul Return". Remus could find a recently deceased body and enter it, allowing him to return to the Mortal Realm.But Roman's statement about not being able to help Remus return to the Mortal Realm wasn't a lie, because no resurrected body could ever match the strength of Remus' original form.Even if his specter poss
It was easy to tell from Paul's tone that he'd been holding it in for a long time. In fact, it wasn't just him. The other ghost kings also fell silent upon hearing this. The anger hidden within their hearts was stirred.It started with the Order of Nine Mysticisms' appearance.The Monarch of Mortals was humanity's leader, and all warriors and cultivators belonged to this group. Initially, everyone had faith in the Monarch. And, as the Pathic Energies naturally sought a vessel to inhabit, they naturally chose the first Monarch of Mortals.Later, the conflict between warriors and cultivators intensified, with the main issue being the plundering of the beast race.The warriors believed in coexistence between humans and beasts, while the cultivators viewed the beast race as inferior and thought they should be exploited.After several generations of Monarchs, the tension finally erupted, marking the beginning of the Battle of the Three Realms.At that time, even though the Monarch car
Grant realized that saying such things was somewhat self-deceptive, but he didn't know what else to say, so he fell silent. His eyes occasionally drifted toward Roman. At times like this, he felt like Roman needed to step up.Roman could feel his gaze. Despite still harboring some emotions, had no choice but to speak. After all, he was the Underworld's ruler, and they were waiting for him to make a decision. It was something he couldn't avoid.Taking a deep breath, he slowly said, "Grant is right. Remus mentioned we wouldn't interfere with each other, which means he won't trouble us anymore, and things won't be exposed for the time being."Instead of worrying about Remus, we should focus on the most pressing issues—the Pathic Energies!"He raised his head and said, "Currently, only one-third of the Pathic Energies remain in the Underworld. Although it won't affect the barrier, it still has a significant impact on us..."Roman didn't want to mention Remus anymore primarily because