"Are you going to open that gate next?" Feeling his inner strength being suppressed to the limit bit by bit, Pei Yan's heart instead beca calm as he spoke leisurely, looking at the gate in front of him.
"Open the gate? What are you thinking! If this gate is opened, all the wandering ghosts inside will rush out at once. Even with my extraordinary powers, I can't stop them all in a short ti, and then this Holy City will turn into chaos." The Demon God snorted unhappily, taking out a black wooden token engraved with a dragon pattern from his pocket. He pressed it against Pei Yan's chest, and after a flash of black light, the token rged with Pei Yan. Having done all this, the Demon God patted Pei Yan's shoulder and said, "Alright, now when you walk inside, you will rge with the gate into that space. With this wooden token, there will be a connection between you and . If you can't hold on, just silently call for help in your heart, and then I will break through the space to bring you out."
At this point, the Demon God's expression turned serious as he advised, "I suggest you not to be overconfident. Always keep a last trace of clarity in your mind so that you can call on to save you at the crucial mont. Otherwise, you will forever be lost in this world. I will send you ssages from ti to ti to check if you're still conscious. If I don't receive your reply for too long, I will fetch you out directly!"
"Phew!" Pei Yan exhaled, forcing a smile as he said, "Don't worry, this is my own life! Naturally, I will cherish it more than anyone else! Oh, by the way, how long do I need to stay in there to pass?"
"Ti! Once you go inside, it's tough to accurately track the passage of ti, because both ti and space are distorted in that world. The ntal tornt will make you feel that ti passes extrely slowly, perhaps as if days are like years, and when you co out, you might have only been in there for less than half a day. So, you need to manage it yourself; the longer you stay within your capacity, the more beneficial it is for you!" The Demon God said, with a hint of pride on his face, "For ordinary people, one or two days inside already brings them to the brink of collapse. Kane Samikina, who brought you here, once endured for six days in his youth, which was remarkable, and the Child of Origin I cultivated endured for more than half a month! I have high hopes for you to break this record!"
"I'll do my best!" Pei Yan said, then walked slowly towards the gate and placed his hand on the door panel. Just as the Demon God had said, when his palm touched the gate, his body seed to turn into a pool of soft mud, strange baptismal forces from the inner gate twisted his shape and sucked him in with a whoosh.
As he watched the silhouette disappear in a flash of black light before him, the Demon God showed a aningful smile, gently stroking a jade ring worn on his finger, happily humming a tune as he turned into a puff of blue smoke and vanished without a trace.
One day, two days, three days... A week slipped by since Pei Yan entered the Ghost Realm. On this day, after the usual council eting of the Demon Race, Kane Samikina did not leave the Holy Hall as usual. Looking at his subordinate standing respectfully by his side, the Demon God, now transford into a child, pulled a lollipop out of his pocket, unwrapped it and said while walking, "So! You're worried about that brat, are you?"
"Yes, Demon God, I am a bit concerned!" Samikina, seeing the Demon God initiate a conversation with him, hurriedly followed closely behind.
"You two seem to have a good relationship, huh? Your two families re-established themselves thanks to him?" The child mumbled mockingly with a lollipop in his mouth.
"No, our rise and fall always depend only on you, the supre Demon God!"
Perhaps it was Samikina's sycophancy that worked, as the mocking expression on the child's face slightly receded, replaced by a joyful smile while he sucked on the lollipop and asked, "How is Sasum?"
"He obeys your order and still guards the frontline against the Bloodshed with everything stabilized. No major issues should arise in the short term!" Now that the Demon God appeared in such a form, for fear of disrespect, Samikina kept himself bowed low, reporting from behind.
"Ah! This front line is indeed bogging him down. If not for the lack of manpower, how would I bear to place my bet on an outsider, although he is excellent!" The child glanced sideways at Samikina, then revealed what Samikina always wanted to know: "No need to worry about that boy. You managed six days; Sasum managed nineteen. Although he is the Child of Origin, despite believing he won't outlast Sasum, he should manage ten-plus days."
The child seed to recall sothing amusing, couldn't help laughing out loud, "You should have heard that boy's ghostly wails when he first entered. Hahaha! What a pity I wasn't there to see that stubborn little brat crying like a baby before . These days, his sobbing has lessened significantly, more filled with angry roars. He should have overco the initial fear phase, but now the real battle that grinds the spirit and soul has just begun. Let's see how long he can eventually last."
Hearing that his most crucial ally was safe, Samikina felt greatly reassured. His and his maternal grandson's two families indeed gained enviable status and power due to Pei Yan's and the Investigation Hall's presence, and equally drew jealousy and hostility. Not to ntion the conflict with the new aristocracy that detested the old factions, even within the old aristocracy, so were dissatisfied. After the great purge incident, the Demon God attributed the success of clearing out the old aristocracy's traitors to the Samikina Clan, and many old aristocrats felt he had betrayed their interests for his own gain. Now, he is also caught in a bind, and at this critical mont, Pei Yan cannot afford any missteps. His family needs him to earn more rits to solidify their position.
Although he thought so, to not make the Demon God suspicious of his close ties with Pei Yan, Samikina had to change the subject and took the opportunity to ask a question that had been hidden in his heart, "Demon God, there's sothing I don't quite understand, may I ask it?"
"You've already opened your mouth, just ask whatever you want!" the Demon God continued to lick his lollipop and said casually.
"In every aspect, notably combat capability, I believe Xila surpasses Sasum. So why does the Demon God invest more in Sasum?"
As soon as this question was asked, the child's joyful steps ca to an abrupt stop. Observing the trace of chilliness in those innocent eyes, Samikina imdiately realized he asked a foolish question. He prostrated himself on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to breathe more than necessary.
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