Chapter 113: Sayong [4] (1/2)
”Young one, open your ears. For an unchecked mind, power brings out its full ignorance. With that comes the dangers, both intentional and unintentional. You see, knowing our power levels, we were defiant of the heavenly ways. We abandoned the universal laws and made our own ways. Lost in time, dangerous intentions crept into our hearts. Many were the havoc we wrecked. And indeed, souls died due to our actions. ”
He nodded his head, non-nonchalantly, as he glanced towards Ju-Feng.
”Many souls, to be sincere. Though, we didn't attract the attention of the divines or the celestials, the gathering of the gods noticed and got involved. The consequences? Either to be imprisoned or have death-fights. Fight would have been futile, we would just be killed in the end. Surrendering was the better option, none of us wants to face the sisters for reincarnation. Hence, where we are now. But we are still grateful that we are made guardians of different dominions. This was an easier way out for us, despite the fact that my soul is here and my body is chained somewhere else. Extreme danger I was, that, I acknowledged.”
The nimbus light surrounding the Rakshasan god dimmed as he descended from the mid-air.
”As the guardian and gatekeeper of the Gloomvale, I've had enough time to reflect on the past deeds. My soul is much more enlightened and at peace now. Nonetheless, I have seen the content of the scroll and this I acknowledged. Now to you. What do you seek in return, young one?”
”Senior, this young one seek the Soul Banishing scroll.”
”That's an audience with the heavenly sage of divination. The Immortal Oracle. Only from her can you get what you seek. Get ready to take the path through the darkness then.”
The Rakshasan god floated a bit higher of the ground and his light flared as he flicked his fingers. A narrow path materialized out of the darkness. The path extended all the way to the other side.
”The Path Of Sorrow. This is yours to take if you want to, young one. Do you?”
”Yes, senior.”
Ju Feng answered in a sad tone as he nodded his head. He looked at the darkness again, with a feeling that he couldn't stop himself from walking in the shadows of death. Deep down he knew death was always holding his hand.
Another bright flare from the god attracted his attention. He turned on time to see the god made a hand seal as a thread if light streaked out of him and into the hand of the god. The hand of the god continued to glow brightly as a light orb started to materialize. In an instant, a veined light orb had been formed and handed to Ju Feng.
”This is the Orb of Vale. The light indicates your life-force. Don't let it fizzle out. Many are the souls lost to the darkness. If you are ready, you may proceed.”
Ju Feng was about to step onto the path when he was signalled to stop.
”Oh, by the way, take this bamboo strip and give it to Frost-Dreamer. That is, if you make it back to him. At least, in your afterlife, you'll know I repaid your effort even if you loose your life here. Don't beat yourself, young one, there's nothing you could have done otherwise. You may now proceed.”