Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1038 - 746: Finding the Body

Before climbing the mountain, Roger had thoroughly observed the surrounding environment. They were on a solitary peak, surrounded by an ocean, and at least within his sight, he couldn’t see the end of the sea.

There was no moon in the sky, but it wasn’t completely dark. At least on the distant sea and sky, he could see faint glimmers of light.

But the reason he felt alert and hid was not due to the distant light, but the faintly discernible sounds in the darkness.

Those whispered murmurs seemed to echo right beside him, but upon listening closely, they suddenly drifted away. No, it wasn’t long before Roger figured it out.

These specter-like sounds seemed to be the wind in this environment, their origin unknown, permeating the entire world.

Perhaps they’ve always existed, only revealing themselves fully in the darkness.

A faint fissure appeared in the distant sky, and those wandering souls, like the wind, flocked to the crack one after another.

"Is this situation possibly the reason for the strange transformations occurring in Border City?"

"Is soul realm power leaking into reality, directly causing the souls of those affected to transform? Of course, for those with more resilience, there might be a chance to gain some benefits from it, completing an Initial Awakening to become a Transcendent."

"But most people are likely to be devoured by the wandering souls and become terrifying monsters."

"If that’s the case..."

"Does this mean that at the edge of the fissure, maybe that’s where the body is located."

"It shouldn’t be so simple. The upper levels of both countries wouldn’t miss this point. They might have found a way into the place that holds the body."

"Is the fissure outside Border City possibly a gateway to the soul realm?" Roger wondered. Although his physical strength was formidable, he now knew this world held Fifth Tier Transcendents.

The direction of soul and physical body is different. Those evolving this way in the Fifth Tier always seem somewhat weaker compared to the path of bloodlines.

It’s like some sort of castrated version.

Shortcut taken, naturally requiring the sacrifice of some things.

The sky was utterly dark, and with determination in his heart, Roger knew he couldn’t stay here for long. In the soul realm, Immortals could unleash their full combat power.

The previous Tristramy suffered a covert loss, and another conflict, even if the opponent wasn’t skilled in attacks, would become extremely troublesome.

"I have to find a way to leave here."

The terrain around flashed in his mind. Based on the direction of escape, he quickly made a rough estimation; this place offered no escape routes, and the pursuit from behind could arrive at any moment.

"Let’s give it a try. Although I’ve only seen it once, the deduction now is almost complete."

"This is not my home ground; once I retrieve my body, I can oppose the entire world!"

He spread his arms, unleashing the power of the Aden Sword Imprint, creating a circle of complex patterns on the ground around him.

The basic lines were rearranged.

When he came here not long ago, Roger utilized a vast array prepared by Olivia, although its principles weren’t explained by her.

But familiar with soul power, Roger quickly discovered that the Aden Dharma Seal also utilized soul power. However, the key is the fundamental core of the Dharma Seal’s construction.

It’s like the letters corresponding to words; no matter how complex the vocabulary is formed from the simplest English letters.

In the Aden Dharma Seal, it concealed the most basic parts.

Arrangement and combination.

Compared to the Array used by Olivia, the one optimized by the Hunter’s Cabin is simpler and requires no complex casting materials or preparation.

Going a step further, this complex array can derive more applications for soul power.

This ability engraved into the soul’s depths, though it’s the first time he’s using it, felt as if rehearsed a million times.

Meanwhile, Tristramy had already barely repaired the injuries on her body.

"He won’t escape, capture him and bring him back!"

She said with hatred.

"But, teacher... what exactly happened?"

Tristramy looked indifferent, without answering Olivia’s question. Instead, she casually threw several gold coins.

Before the coins hit the ground, they suddenly exploded, and several figures appeared in the tree hole.

Then Tristramy’s eyes gleamed, and a fissure opened on her forehead, from which a special gold coin squeezed out.

Though its size and luster were hardly different, Tristramy’s eyes revealed a hint of pain, and the coin flipped up and down, in the mid-air came hissing sounds. Upon listening carefully, it seemed to be the voice of Roger speaking.

Soon, the coin enlarged, one side revealing Roger’s likeness, seemingly having gathered enough information, a beam of golden light shot out, and Tristramy waved.

"Go, follow and bring him back!"

Several gold coin-formed bodies shot out rapidly, and a low voice echoed in Olivia’s ears, "What are you standing around for?"

Olivia hesitated for a moment, but still quickly followed the departing figures.

Once everyone had left, Tristramy slowly closed her eyes. The next moment, when she again "opened her eyes," the whispering of specters echoed from the darkness, and several agile figures surrounded her.

Clearly, Tristramy had already used some special method to transfer control to her controlled object.

The brief delay allowed her to regain some clarity. The strange circumstances just now were fresh in her mind, burning with anger, but she still opted for a more prudent approach.

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