My new Journey through the realms-Chapter 843 - 841 Death’s howl

In the midst of the Soul Temple able raging storm seemed to be in there. No one could hold on to anything, cultivation was disturbed instantly, even parts of the lower walls were being destroyed.

"Death's Howl." The trainer spoke.

He knew of this because the Deathholder Family is special in this regard. The Death Qi that they hold is technically their Soul Qi however when one unlocks it. The Soul Qi that normal cultivators and demons could feel they could not.

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This is why Deathholder said what he said. Even to his son, those words seemingly started to feel like a distant voice. At this moment, he could feel it. The area of his Death Qi that he could actually affect people.

He opened his eyes. Solid black eyes, his arms now having scythe tattoos, on his back a visual of his entire spine and ribs, his front showed his ribs and sternum, his legs had decaying material on them, and his feet seemed to show the story of the Deathholder Family.

"Welcome to the Soul Temple! Death's Howl is always a pleasure to meet up front." The trainer spoke.

The son turned his head and opened his mouth seemingly trying to figure out what this was. Nothing could actually stop this seemingly attack now. A beam of pure black Qi. The trainer held it back with his hand until Deathholder's son passed out.

"Interesting." He spoke happy. "He has too much Death Qi in him. That was this attack however, I believe that he will gain a lot more during this trip. I guess my wife has to start gaining some more of it." He finished sadly.

He walked out of the room with Deathholder's son in tow. He carried him to her room. Upon placing him on the bed. He began to turn away.

"If you truly wish to stay by his side. You will have to learn how to help him control his Death Qi. His Death's Howl is extremely dangerous. Even you may not be enough, remember to accept more women into his harem." The trainer spoke and left.

She looked at him and slowly began to undress him. His member semi stiff. She undressed herself. The duo slept just like that. Her mouth stayed by his chest trying to suck anything out in the air.

In the body of the woman, she felt sickly. Not like an illness or an elderly sick, but as if something just made her feel bad.

In Deathholder's son case, he could feel the connection with the woman. His body not responding to his mental commands but his Death Qi which he currently had no control over.

While trying to figure out how to control his Qi. His body kept adjusting to the weight of the woman. It was not a great shift but small movements here and there getting the duo closer together.

Finally, Deathholder's son got a moment of clarity. He understood that he needed women to help him control his Death Qi. He was not sure how he could get many women by side or if just a few willing to do more work would be alright.

As the duo began to look each other in the eyes. Passion, lust, envy, and comfort filled their bodies to the max. The passion for their next imminent moment. The last for their wanting to do it at that moment. The envy for the Qi that the other held. Finally, they felt as if nothing else could change in this moment of comfort.

"Did you enjoy my Qi?" Deathholder's son asked.

"Very much." The woman spoke without hesitation.

"I cannot give you more until I know you can handle it. I also know that more women are needed in my life. If you do not wish to follow me with no telling how many women, I will not force you. If you are willing to enjoy my company with untold women, I will make sure that you are the head of my Wives." He spoke.

"I do not need to be a Head Wife. I do not need much more than your comforting hug. I do want you to be happy. If that means my happiness is watching you being happy, I will he content. If this does not bring you happiness, I will fight my hardness to make sure that you become happy." The woman spoke.

"For now, let us just sleep and relax. I feel different somehow with you." He spoke.

"Can I give you an explanation?" She worriedly asked.

"Right now, we are naked in each other's embrace. You are worried about my opinion in this matter. Do not worry about it and just speak."

The woman took a breath and spoke.

"I believe I once read a book about a man whose Qi could not be controlled. No matter the men or women by his side, they all fell dead and could not feel his Qi.

I do not know but I would think that it would be either your father or grandfather. I know your bloodline is a line filled with Death and Anguish of your past and future. Your present is different because it can change. No matter the past, it is in the past. No matter the future, because it will always come through full circle. The present will change on you."

Deathholder's son took the words into account. He figured it was his father. What about the first Deathholder? Could he or she be linked to why their bloodline is so violent? What about the words she just spoke? How could the past and future not be changed but the present can be?

As Deathholder's son began to think. A longing to stay with her grew in his heart. An eye seemingly watching them disappeared from one of the books in the room.

"I hope you can make him unlock that form my dear. That will be the key to him controlling the Death's Howl deep within his Soul." The trainer spoke.