Marvyn, Dacre and little Titi were left panting on the ground after Sam and that mysterious youth vanished from their sight.
Their heart pounded with fear as they remembered how they werenot even able to move after his single glance. Shame and anger soon replaced their thought.
How could they not feel shame and anger? Sam was abducted right before them as they were forced to watch without making any moves.
'we have to get Sam back'.
This thought filled their mind. They soon sprang into motion.
"Search the whole ruins of abyss. He couldnot have made it far". Dacre ran towards the deeper parts of the city to check if that mysterious youth had gone there to hide with sam.
"That bastard... He kidnapped brother right under our nose. I will definitely poke a hole through him if I see him again". Marvyn raged. He also selected a random direction and sprinted while calling out 'brother Sam' with his loud voice.
Only little titi remained in its spot. It closed its eyes. Little Titi tried to sense the location of Sam with his spiritual contact.
Cultivators can gain several benefit after signing a spiritual contract. They could communicate mental through their thoughts. It was one of the greatest benefit since they could plan and execute anything without warning the enemies. The contractor and contractee could sense each others location. The distance they could sense each other depends upon the spiritual range and cultivation base of the cultivators involved in the spiritual contract.
Little titi was a rank 4 winged demonic tiger, which was equivalent to a core formation human cultivator. Due to the low cultivation base of Sam and little Titi, they could only sense each other and communicate at only few hundred meters distance apart.
Even after severely straining it's spiritual sense, little Titi could not sense Sam. Demonic beasts even had lesser distance of spiritual sense than humans. They mostly depended on their beastly instincts for survival. That further limited the radar.
'That brat could not be inside this ruins of abyss or whatever. Could it be that pale blackey-black-eyed brat is running towards the exit of this? ' Little titi thought inside its head in its weird tiger language.
It stood up in its four feet as it realized that blackey-black-eyed brat might be leaving this place with Sam at this instant.
Little titi expanded in size as it reverted back to its original form. A mountain sized tiger with large bird like wings.
ROAR!!!
A loud and long ferocious tiger's roar resounded throughout the deadly silent land of the ruins of abyss.
Marvyn and Dacre were searching the destroyed city in panic looking through everything in their way. They both halted their steps as they heard the roar.
'That's little Titi. Why is it roaring? Something must have happened'.
They both returned back only to be greeted by a large demonic tiger.
ROAR!!
little titi roared again while looking towards the exit of this destroyed city.
'Just get on! Stupid human bastards!!' Little titi said in its head.
Marvyn and Dacre did not understand little Titi's cursing but they could sense its feeling. They jumped on its back without thinking much. Even though Marvyn was revolted by the thought of getting on its back, he still complied. Sam's life could possibly be in danger right now.
Little Titi let out another furious Tiger's roar as it flew into sky, creating gale with each flap of its wing. They had already thrown caution they had earlier to the wind. Little titi flew back the way they had come earlier.
Marvyn and Dacre both had solemn look on their faces as they stood on Little Titi's back.
'Brother Sam, this Dacre is weak. I let that pale bastard capture you earlier. But I will rescue you. Just wait for me!'
'Pale bastard! I will poke through your holes if you harm a single hair on my brother's body'.
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Meanwhile, that mysterious youth arrived inside a room with luxuriously decorated furniture using a spatial formation. He was carrying the unconscious Sam like a princess in his arms.
He looked around the room and saw a Oldman wearing grey clothes sitting in a chair sipping his tea. He was currently looking outside through a large transparent wall.
If Sam was awake, he would definitely recognize this old man. He was the Oldman from the city of dead. That kind undead Oldman.
That mysterious youth was immediately excited after he saw the oldman. He ran forward carrying Sam towards the Oldman like a small child who would run towards his parent after they return home from their work.
His cold ice like face was now beaming with a naive and innocent smile.
"Grandpa, look at what I brought? This person is interesting. He can even use death essence energy like us". He brought Sam before the Oldman and presented like some new interesting toy.
A hint of surprise flashed past the eyes of oldman but he easily suppressed it. "little Sanchez, how many times have I taught you not to address humans as things before? They are also living beings like us". He reprimanded the action of that youth but his face and eyes were full of doting love.
"But, didn't you tell me that 'that' person treats us as things? " That youth dropped Sam on the ground. "Since that person is also a human and he treats us badly, why can't I do the same to them? " he snorted.
"That is not the same". The Oldman sighed. "Little Sanchez, I have told you many times. There are good and bad humans. Good has treats us nicely while bad humans treats us badly. That person is the latter type. Maybe the person you brought with you today will treat you nicely. That could change your opinion of humans, yes? The Oldman had a meaningful smile at the end.
Sanchez also saw that this smile of the old man had some meaning but he didn't care too much about it. "Humph.... If he treats me good, I will treat him the same way. That's only fair!" He sorted at the Oldman.
But as he thought back to the death essence energy that he sensed from Sam's body and that abyss, he got excited. He quickly said, "Don't talk about that boring stuff grandpa. Quickly heal him and nurse him back to his peak. He will definitely be a major help to our plan. If he agrees to help us, I can finally get that item in my hand. Heheheh".
It was only then that the oldman noticed Sam lying unconscious. He got up and checked his pulse. "He is unconsicious due to exhaustion of his essence energy. He will be okay if he absorbs the essence energy after a few days of rest".
"A few days! That's too much. I will bring ho
him to that room. He can heal faster in that room". Sanchez quickly demanded to that Oldman.
"Fine then. Just bring him there to rest. He could recover faster there. He might even gain some minor benefit in his cultivation if he rests inside that room".that Oldman conceded to his demand. That will be helpful to you when you leave this place with him as well. He completed the latter half of his sentences in his mind.
After getting his approval, Sanchez carried Sam by his collar and darted out of the room.
'He is still as impatient as ever. I send him to that place so that he can learn to be calm and patient but it seems... '. The Oldman looking at this Sanchez bolting off.
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Sanchez carried Sam inside a spacious room. The room was large but empty, except for a single bed shinning with transulent light which was placed at the center of the room. Several formations were inscribed on the wall of the room with the bed as its center.
All the essence energies in the room were concentrated on the bed creating a circular sphere around it. If a person cultivates while sitting on this bed, he could benefit greatly. This was the cultivation chamber of the Oldman, the citymaster of the city of dead.
Sanchez walked inside the room and stopped in front of the bed. He was faced with a insanely dense essence energy but he did not even bat an eyelid nor did he made any attempt to absorb it. He was too used to such dense essence energies.
"I am doing a huge favor by letting you inside the cultivation room of my grandma. So, heal quickly. You need to help me when you wake up". He said to the unconscious Sam.
With that, he walked forward and placed unconscious Sam on the transulent bed which was glowing lightly. If Sam were awake, he would recognize right away that this bed was made entirely out of top quality essence stones. Such extravangance!!!
As Sam was laid down, all the essence energies inside the room moved towards Sam like they were south pole of the magnet attracted by the north pole.
A whirlpool was formed around Sam's body as essence energies were being sucked inside Sam's body like an endless tides. Essence energies were being devoured through the pores of his skin.
All of the essence energies gathered by the formation all this time were devoured in a few minutes by Sam. Even he could not absorb essence energies at this rate while he was awake.
Sanchez was astonished by the sight before him.
'what kind of monster did I bring here. Even my grandpa couldnot absorb this fast'. Sanchez thought. If he knew that Sam had the world devouring divine body, he would only think it was normal.
Sanchez waited inside the room watching as Sam continuously devoured essence energies like a black hole. This played out for whole two days.
Sam finally opened his eyes. He felt a little drowsy as he found himself staring at a dark ceiling. He felt a cool sensation from his back. He was a little lost in this sensation as he had just woke up after his long sleep.
Suddenly, a pale face with darkly dark eyes popped before him out of nowhere.
"ARGHHHHH..... ".
"ARGHHHHHHH.... ".
Two people screamed at the same time. Sam screamed because he was startled seeing a unknown face appear before him out of nowhere.
Sanchez screamed because he was caught off-guard by the sudden scream.
Sam jumped off from the bed and reached at his back for his immortal slaying sword. Out of habit that it.
But his hand fell on empty on air. 'Huh? Where is my sword'.
No time for any surprises and complains...
He called for his devil decapitating saber from his spatial ring. It fell on deaf ears. Not like his saber had one anyways.should have two if it had any. But you understand!!
'I have been robbed'. Sam panicked. This was the first time he was robbed. He didn't have his sword nor his saber.
"I didn't rob you of your things".A cold voice resounded in his. Sanchez took out the immortal slaying sword with its sheath and threw towards Sam. "It was in way when I was carrying you back. So, I stored it for you".
Sam's expression visibly relaxed a little after getting his sword back. "Who are you? And where am I? " He asked.
"I am Sanchez. You are inside the city of dead right now". Sanchez replied. He would have already beaten up another human without even answering. Why? He just didn't like humans. But he was patient with Sam as he needed his help later.
"City of dead". Sam was surprised. "But I was inside the ruins of abyss when I fell unconscious". He then mentally calculated the distance and travelling time as his surprise only increased. "how long I was unconscious for? " He asked. He suddenly found the name of this youth familiar. "Sanchez? I have heard this name before. Wait a minutes... You are..... THAT SANCHEZ?".
Sam spoke without catching a breath. This was just too much information for him to process all at once. He was unconscious but he was now in the city of dead. The guy he was searching was also before him.
This was all just too... Incredulous?