Naturally, he would rely on Demos but for some strange reason, the angel of death couldn't locate the right path to follow unlike before. According to it, this is a special s.p.a.ce where he and other guardian spirits cannot intrude, he can only depend on what Derik sees and hears.

"d.a.m.n it!" Derik muttered as he laid comfortably in the hands of his death avatar, instructing it to take him to any secluded location, where he can rest and meditate.

He silently praised Demos in his heart for bringing up such a brilliant idea concerning the avatar issue. Even though he could summon the souls of the dead warriors which rested in his domain and was reluctant to sacrifice them for the creation of just one avatar, he is actually happy he did it.

Owning an avatar that has a high cultivation base and a mind of its own is something he was quite happy with. He finally understands the usefulness of having a comrade one can trust with his/her life. He shut his eyelids with confidence, knowing fully well that no single person in this desolate land can defeat his death avatar which had a cultivation base of peak grade of the silver realm! Even if the leaders of all the four kingdoms present should join hands, the won't find it easy to deal with his puppet and may even end up suffering grave losses!....

"Why can't you show me the right path to follow?... Could this be a domain of another being at your level and even greater?" Derik asked while diving deeper into the eternal darkness that is his domain.

"Take a step back and stay calm… throwing all these questions at me, all at once won't really help you much " Demos laughed out loud as he suddenly appeared in front of Derik."Kid… you really did good today… the fallen archangel won't be a problem for at least a hundred years… you don't seem to understand how important this is…" Demos laughed.

Derik simply snorted and looked away, he could clearly remember Demos screaming at him to escape and now the guardian spirit seems to be enjoying his victory more than him.

"We don't have much time here… let's focus okay?" Derik reminded himSwooooos.h.!.+Demos' figure flashed, vanished. and reappeared beside Derik with a sinister smile on his face which could make anyone turn stiff but Derik is not an ordinary person.

"If I can't find the way forward and guide you effectively, that simply means the other guardian spirits can't do the same… everyone is moving blindly so you have nothing to worry about" Demos snickered.

Hearing this, Derik finally realized why Demos was calm unless a group possessed heaven-defying luck they can never get to the treasures hidden in this place."The creator… This sky rift is it's domain right?... Just like Samael… the creator should have a domain as well!" Derik asked suddenly.

"Partially…. The sky rift only led you all to other parts of this planet you live in, that's why I could aid you at that time… As we too possess a certain level of omini presence, I could easily watch over you back then… but the moment you fell into that cl.u.s.ter of dark clouds beneath the cliff, I lost all forms of connection and can only see through your eyes and that of the death avatar!... The first two floors were just hidden places in this little world of yours… but this place is definitely a domain most likely created by the creator to serve this very purpose… that explains why I can't intrude… the other guardian spirits should be feeling a bit frustrated as well" Demos slowly spat out everything he knew concerning their current predicament, not daring to hold back anything

"Wow… this domain possesses Mountains, vegetations and others… while mine is just darkness, why is that?" Derik asked after pondering on the issue for a while.

"Your realm is too low… what the heck, you shouldn't even have a domain in the first place until you break into the demi-G.o.d realm… you should be happy I helped you create something like this" Demos answered.

The two wandered in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, after which Derik's consciousness returned to his body. His eyelids yanked open and he bit down hard on his lower lips due to frustration.

At this very moment he didn't know what to do or where to go, he could only sit hopelessly and think. Since there is no such thing as night and day in this little world, Derik couldn't tell how much time has pa.s.sed while he was still meditating.

He got on his feet and stared at his death avatar for a while before departing once again. According to Demos, there is no reason for him to hasten things unnecessarily

"Clear your mind and work diligently…. Clear your mind and work diligently…. Clear your mind and work diligently…" Derik kept repeating those words for a while as he dashed out of the cave and continued his journey.

With his advanced sensing abilities, he searched for other forms of life in this desolate land while he moved. He wandered most of the time and when tired, Derik would rest and meditate, summoning his death avatar to guard him while he's vulnerable.

With so much time on his hands, Derik stabilized his realm, he could finally tell how much each and every ability of his improved and how well they improved. He also realized that his black blood seemed to possess the same corrosive ability of his death aura but it was nowhere as strong as that of Samael which could create abundant life with just a few drops of his golden blood.

These sudden changes thrilled Derik, knowing that it won't be long before he becomes more like Demos, a demi-G.o.d level being. He also believed that sudden changes also made him more intimidating and mysterious. At this point, he began to wonder what the previous hosts of the angel of death who achieved higher realms looked like.