Chapter 802 - 399: Contingency; Clone Seeks the "Dao

Chapter 802: Chapter 399: Contingency; Clone Seeks the "Dao

After the Clone finished speaking, the Soul Beast flew over swiftly like a streak of flowing light.

Immediately after, the Ring Spirit said, "As long as it doesn’t affect my control over the Realm of Ten Thousand Races, I will separate a portion of my Origin and integrate it into the Soul Beast.

"It will become your companion and fight alongside you. However, I have also endowed it with the special ability to recover its Origin, while setting some restrictions. In the future, it can gradually strengthen the Origin within its body by devouring Soul Power, thereby recovering most of my abilities.

"But the extent to which it can recover will be limited to ninety percent; it will never be able to reach its complete form.

"Unless I perish, it will be impossible for it to break through the restriction and evolve into its complete form. In other words, if I am unfortunately devoured by my own kind and do not have the protection of the Three Talents Reversal Array, I will be reborn in another form within the Soul Beast.

"As it grows and the Origin gradually recovers, its own abilities will also be unsealed one by one.

"Currently, it only has ten percent of its Origin within its body, and the only ability it possesses is devouring Soul Power.

"Moreover, under my rule restrictions, when the souls of the targets it hunts are devoured, they will not be bound by the Spirit Capturing Rules of the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal. Only in this way will it have room to grow."

After saying this, a dazzling golden light flew out within the space like a sharp sword, accurately sinking into the Soul Beast’s body. At this moment, a marvelous change occurred.

The Clone watched intently as the Soul Beast’s size began to change. Its originally massive body gradually shrank, eventually turning into a normal black dog. Whether in size or aura, it was a world of difference compared to before. Now, it looked almost identical to the common mountain-searching hunting dogs found among ordinary folk.

The Clone could not help but ask, "If you are resurrected in its body, will the ’you’ at that time still be the current ’you’?"

"My Origin contains all my memory data up to this point. Once it evolves into its complete form, these memories will be unsealed.

"But there is a price. As long as the Soul Beast does not die, I will be trapped in its body forever, and at the same time, I will lose control over the Realm of Ten Thousand Races. However, if the Soul Beast dies, I will also return to the World Spirit Plane to undergo origin rebirth.

"This is the backup plan we have left for now.

"Now, the Martial Arts Realm also has the Divine Dao Avatar. Although he cannot fully control the rules yet, it won’t take too long.

"Therefore, I will also begin setting up the Three Talents Reversal Array. If even the Reversal Array cannot restore us, the final path will fall to you."

Hearing this, the Clone already understood in his heart. This was their final trump card. The prerequisite for everything was strength! As for the Three Talents Reversal Array, he had nothing to say. As long as he survived, even if they died, they could be resurrected in the Realm of Ten Thousand Races. If he died, their fate would be nothing more than being sacrificed by the former master. This was the irresistible fate of a "bird in a cage." But as long as he had sufficient strength, all backup plans would merely remain backup plans.

Subsequently, the Clone left the space of the Hall of Ten Thousand Races with the Soul Beast.

The Ring Spirit retrieved a large number of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures used for restoring and repairing the Divine Soul from the warehouse. They were placed one by one around Cheng Zongyang’s main body to help his Divine Soul recover. At this time, Cheng Zongyang’s Cultivation Technique was still running automatically. The Ring Spirit only needed to occasionally replenish various types of Spiritual Qi for Cheng Zongyang’s main body to absorb.

On the other side, Cheng Zongyang’s Clone returned to the Martial Arts Realm with the Soul Beast, which closely resembled an ordinary hunting dog.

"Soul, for a long time to come, we will be living in the mountains." Cheng Zongyang smiled and gently patted the head of the Soul Beast beside him.

The Soul Beast seemed to understand his words. It wagged its tail cheerfully, its black eyes flashing with an intelligent light as it looked around the environment curiously.

At this moment, the guards of the Immortal Martial Hall who were guarding the Transmission Channel immediately cupped their hands respectfully and bowed the moment they saw Cheng Zongyang, shouting in unison, "Greetings, City Lord!"

Cheng Zongyang glanced at them and smiled. "At ease. Carry on with your duties."

Ten years of secluded cultivation felt like a long dream. During this period, Cheng Zongyang had almost cut off contact with his family and friends. He walked toward the Commerce Association, with the Soul Beast following obediently by his side.

A moment later, on the top floor of the Commerce Association.

A group of high-ranking executives had already gathered here. Zhou Zhendong, Cheng Zongwen, Zhang Zeyu, Zhang Chuchu, and Li Lu—these familiar faces entered Cheng Zongyang’s sight.

Ten years was a long time for mortals, but for Cultivators, it was merely the snap of a finger.

Looking at Zhou Zhendong’s newly grown beard, Cheng Zongyang could not help but tease, "Are you trying to make yourself look a bit more mature?"

Zhou Zhendong’s Cultivation had now reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. Although his face still carried a hint of youthfulness, he had long shed the appearance of the inexperienced young man he once was. Now, every movement he made exuded a mature and steady demeanor, truly carrying the air of an adult.

As soon as Cheng Zongyang finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Zhou Zhendong stroked his beard and replied with a smile, "Over the past ten years, we’ve gone through quite a few things, so I unknowingly let this beard grow out. It serves as a sort of testament. At the very least, I’m an adult now, and my father has become a grandfather to several children."

Standing nearby without a beard, Cheng Zongwen said with a chuckle, "He always says that ’a smooth chin makes for an unsteady man,’ so he kept it. But I don’t want to grow a beard. It’s much better to be clean-shaven."