My new Journey through the realms-Chapter 842 - 840 Duo’s talk

Inside the barrier

"It is time for my Soul Qi to be unlocked. However, upon walking down my path to unlock it. I have found that I must either slaughter hundreds or a very powerful foes. Truly, I do not wish for either. What are your opinions?" He asked.

Lilith just looked at him like he was crazy.

"Sometimes, the path is unclear. Also, the path may or may not unrelated to your path. I cannot say for certain. There is one thing that I do know."

Deathholder's son was curious about this. Now, he was truly worried about what he about to hear.

"In the path of Soul Qi and Soul Energy, not every choice is correct. Also not every choice is wrong either. The flip side is that you must continue down the path. The people truly worried about you will always worry." Lilith spoke.

Deathholder's son felt that this was truly a miracle in the works. He bowed to her.

"I thank the wisdom of the elder." He spoke.

"My wisdom is not my own. These are words passed down generations. The words of your father also have meaning." Lilith told him.

Deathholder's son questioned himself about this. He was unsure of what it truly meant. As he truly felt the words hit his Soul. He knew what he needed to do.

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"Great leader Lilith, I thank you for allowing me to know what I must do." Deathholder's son spoke.

In that moment, Deathholder's son decided to reenter his Soul. He had to do it within somewhere safe. The current safest spot was down in the lowest floor.

He went back there. His pride good and his mentality great. He entered the room and sat down.

He focused on reentering his Soul. The power in him began to feel different. As if he knew that whatever he needed to do was able to be done right then and there.

He focused on the path at first. His face full of vigor while the ground seemed to show resentfulness. He knew he had to achieve this today and would not back down. Yet, the shadows around him all kept fluctuating waiting for the moment to strike him down.

The path became curvy, his feet weary, and the shadows seemingly stronger. He knew whatever he had to do. He was going to get it done.

As the path in front of opened. He was greeted with a different scene.

"Enjoy the kills!" Someone sitting on a throne.

"Kills!"

"Enjoyment!"

"Joys!"

Killing!"

Thousands of upon thousands of different people were shouting. They all stopped when the person on the throne stood up.

"There in the far reaches. There is a man whom needs to kill. However, if any of you will kill him before he makes it to me. The price of victory will be determined."

Roars of joy, shouts of victory, and a man seemingly ready to start the circle of death.

"Begin!" He shouted.

The crowd began to charge. A spear in the left hand and a sword in the right. Deathholder's son began to sweep the crowds with their weight clashing against each other.

For those who got a little too close. He would stab them in the head. Short and sweet. Death at its finest with just the sweeping of a spear. People begging not to be trampled over but the amount of people could stop in time or heard their pleas.

"Charge!" The people roared.

Now, Deathholder's son decided to become a spear and charge forward. He focused just a tiny amount of his Soul Qi and charged forward. Hundreds falling, thousands more trying to fill in the gaps.

"Cheer for the man breaking through the crowds!" The man on the throne roared.

No cheers came. Only the thoughts of death and victory filled everyone's mind. He continued. His path straight and slightly wider than normal.

His spear drenched in blood, his clothes looked more like red clothing with the amount of blood, the greatest thing about this straightforwardness was that Deathholder's son was truly doing nothing else but going forward.

His thoughts empty expect for killing however many he has to reach the man on the throne. That Qi he was using was not lasting. He knew better than any other to know that he could not and would not make it there.

Just as he felt his Qi flicker, a surge of Death Qi came around him. He continued like this.

By the time he finally reached the man on the throne. He saw his father sitting there with a joyous smile.

"My joy, my pride, my greatness, what have you achieved today?" He asked.

The son unable to respond. He looked around and saw the death toll. Out of the thousands that were originally there. Now only a few scattered here and there remained.

"Is this my Soul Qi?" He asked.

"More than that. This is your Death Qi. A special type of Qi that flows through our veins. It takes years for others to be able to get just a slight help to prevent them from being devoured or killed by our intercourse.

Even with the help, only those chosen will always prevail. I could not save the true love of my life. I could not enjoy the sweetness of women without wondering if I would fail.

Even to this day, I feel regret for learning the hard way of our family. Do you wish to obtain a secret?"

The son nodded.

"The life you must live in order to get the women you deserve lies in you getting your little brother sucked off. It does matter how to, however the biggest thing is to allow Death Qi to naturally flow. When combined with our sperms, it kills and destroys. That is why you must change your direction in the way you want women.

Even sticking it in their butt to naturally absorb your Qi through there will grant a massive buff to the body and the immunity."

Deathholder's son took all of this in. Once his father was finished, a golden glow appeared on his Soul.

"Enjoy the depths of the Death Qi. Your Soul Qi is now dead." His father spoke and the scene changed.