Perfect Astral Soul Realm!

He had returned to his peak before the eyeless creature siphoned his soul essence! However…!

"I knew it!" Closing his eyes, he felt his soul's potential and the path that was the Soul Source. Before, a long time ago, Yan Zaizen had deduced that there was an error with the Soul Source Path, one that affected the route to the Path of the Divine Soul and Immortal Soul Realm. Despite it being widely known, he had never met a single person with this cultivation level!

The only person who could come somewhat close was Eloah, but Eloah, the Keeper of Earth, his aura was different like it relied on faith and on others.

"My suspicions are indeed correct, but why?" The Soul Source Path was conventional in the Thirty-Three Heavens, but now that he thought about it, others in the Heavenly Origin Grounds didn't cultivate the Soul Source Path, but a Soul Law of the Heaven.

When he first arrived, he noticed this, and now...it seemed there indeed was something wrong with this path of his. Even after thinking on the subject for a bit, he couldn't come to any solid conclusion. He was in the Heavenly Origin Grounds, not the Thirty-Three Heavens, there shouldn't be any 'errors' in this world. After all, it 'allowed' the path itself.

In the Heavenly Origin Grounds, there were only a few Paths one could take to cultivate. The Dao Path, The Origin Path, the Essence/Heavenly Path, the Soul Source Path, and the FiendG.o.d Path. These five paths, outside of the Origin Path, was what he commonly saw out in the Thirty-Three Heavens too, especially the Soul Source Path.

It was mainly practiced by ninety-nine percent of the races he'd met.

"Fine, I'll figure out why later." Deciding to shelve this matter for later, Yan Zaizen was about to continue his traveling ways. He didn't have much clue as to where he was going, but with the silver compa.s.s still being his primary objective, he would try to establish some form of a trace to its whereabouts.

Withdrawing the silver coin that Ezekiel gave him, he furrowed his brows.

Woosh~

A sound echoed from a distance, like time distorting. Yan Zaizen s.h.i.+fted his gaze, storing the coin simultaneously, and looked at the area. He saw a grey beam that seemed out of normal time travel near him like a comet of white noise. Furrowing his brows further, he couldn't help but sigh.

Who was this woman?

She had appeared suddenly, showed far too much emotional display towards his demise, and now even followed him this far. He wasn't even sure how that was possible, having disguised his auras with his law of mimicry. He was ninety-nine percent certain that very few people, including her, would be capable of locating his current location or determining his direction.

Earlier, he didn't execute this move because there was no need to hide one's footsteps when journeying an unknown world, but after being ambushed by three different parties from reasons he still hadn't comprehended, he decided to be cautious and avoid another situation like that.

It wasn't long before the grey beam of light approached within a hundred meters of him, stopping suddenly as if all momentum had just vanished, and revealing a grey-robed woman blocking her facial features with a hood. Yan Zaizen couldn't make heads or tails of her robe and how it could prevent his senses from scanning her. It didn't give off a unique aura or law, but whenever his senses tried to approach, it would be knocked back like it met a ball of rubber.

"You. You will die today." Her voice was cold, icy-cold with a tinge of killing intent. Yan Zaizen s.h.i.+vered slightly. It felt like he had just forcefully taken this woman's primal yin and she was here for revenge from how her aura was so frightening.

"Wh"

Before he could finish, the grey-robed woman's aura exploded as s.p.a.ce seemed to contort, twist, and s.h.i.+ft about without any rhyme or reason.