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On the road, White Soul appeared overly anxious, seemingly lost in thought as he walked back and forth, clearly a bit too agitated.
"White Soul, what's wrong?" I wondered if the place we were heading to was dangerous.
"It seems we need to complete the mission ahead of schedule," White Soul said.
"Ahead of schedule?"
"Rebellious spirits and wild ghosts are heading our way."
"What? Have they found Silver Moon?!"
"No, it's just that things have changed a bit."
"Are you saying we should abandon this operation?!" I said uneasily.
"That's not what I mean. You know that the demon clan is starting to stir, and our time is running out. So now, we need to find someone."
"Who is it?"
"The Arbiter. We need to gain his power."
"Is he also one of the Eighteen Main Palaces' masters?"
"That's right, and he holds a very high position."
"Will he help us?"
"I don't know about that, but we need him. Your body hasn't fully revived yet."
"What?! That's impossible! I've already switched to a new body, and it's perfect!" I exclaimed in surprise.
"Your new body is indeed complete, but it's only limited to this place. You still can't leave Dream City and can't go back."
"Why?"
"Do you remember who pushed you into the Necromancer's Cave?"
"Could it be—" I gasped.
"That's right, it was the Judgment Lord himself."
"Does he want to kill me?" I recalled how Fire Fan was killed right in front of me.
"Xi Meng, the Judgment Lord just wanted to reshape your body."
"Hmph, how can he be so sure that I would survive? What if I died in there?!" Just thinking about my time as an Undead sent a chill down my spine. The torment I endured was not just physical; it was also mental—the feeling of helpless loneliness, the sense of being abandoned by the entire world.
"The Judgment Lord governs all Undead. He won't let anything happen to you. Moreover, if we were truly that weak and couldn't withstand this test, he definitely wouldn't choose to stand by our side..."
"So what you're saying—"
"The final war is inevitable, and the Undead are a force not to be underestimated, aren't they?" White Soul narrowed his eyes.
"So, this time we not only need him to help me regain my true form, but also to borrow the power of Undead."
"That's right."
Although White Soul said this, I still had some doubts in my heart, or rather, I couldn't fully trust that Judgment Lord. My impression of him was merely that he easily eliminated Fire Fan, and after that, I really didn't feel his presence at all. Moreover, there were many times when I was nearly killed, yet he never came to save me.
"Let's go. We need to meet up with Reverse Heaven and the Wild Ghost first."
...
In front of a strange palace, the figures of Wild Ghost and Reverse Heaven had already appeared there, their expressions equally serious.
"Senior Ghost, Reverse Heaven." I spoke first.
Despite the numerous challenges, Reverse Heaven smiled in relief upon seeing me and said, "I'm glad you're okay, Xi Meng." He walked over and carefully examined me from head to toe.
"I'm fine," I replied with a smile, also taking a close look at Reverse Heaven. He seemed—stronger than before!
"Not bad." Wild Ghost approached and dropped those two words without saying anything further. However, I could still sense a hint of happiness in his tone.
Suddenly, my heart jolted; that feeling was so familiar!
If I hadn't been here before or gone to hell, I might not have felt it. The aura emanating from Wild Ghost felt very familiar.
No, it was too similar to their auras—Ink Seal and Purple Seal!
I rubbed my eyes; it seemed I could see that within Wild Ghost's body, his Seven-Colored Flower had become much more vibrant and glossy than before.
At that moment, it felt like something was violently beating inside me, and the speed was incredible! I gently stroked my abdomen, where the Demonic Heart of the Purple Seal resided.
Purple Seal, could it be that you sensed something? Are you excited...
What is your relationship with the Wild Ghost? Or is it that the Wild Ghost is actually a member of the Demon Clan?!
Sigh, I quickly dismissed this thought. Not to mention how familiar Silver Moon is with the Wild Ghost; Silver Moon could not possibly be unaware of the Wild Ghost's background. Even that Grim Reaper far away in Hell, how could he not know and allow the Demon Clan to roam free? Moreover, Ink Seal had also mentioned that only two people escaped from the Demon Clan: him and Purple Seal.
It seems that this period of being in the Necromancer State has made me overly suspicious.
"Wild Ghost, what are you daydreaming about?" Anti-Sky waved his hand in front of the Demon Mask.
I was pulled back to reality by Anti-Sky's call.
However, my expression instantly stiffened; the Wild Ghost was staring blankly at my abdomen, completely oblivious to Anti-Sky.
Could it be that he also sensed the aura of Purple Seal?
I took a few steps back, and only then did the Wild Ghost come to his senses. Our eyes accidentally met, and I saw sadness and—panic. What’s wrong? Is he afraid of being discovered by me?
...Wild Ghost, who are you?
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