One day, as Subham was diligently practicing his Cosmic Harmonization Path, Vidur approached him with a thoughtful expression. "Subham, you have made great strides with the Cosmic Harmonization Path. However, it is crucial that you also focus on your other cultivation arts, particularly the Soul Refinement art."
Subham nodded, realizing the wisdom in his master's words. "You're right, Master. I've been neglecting my Soul Refinement art. I need to find more low-level souls to refine."
Vidur stroked his beard thoughtfully. "There is a place known as Bhangarh Fort, infamous for its numerous wandering souls. It is an ideal location for refining low-level souls."
Intrigued by the prospect, Subham agreed. "Let's go there, Master."
The journey to Bhangarh Fort was shrouded in an eerie silence. The once grand structure now stood in ruins, its crumbling walls and desolate atmosphere a stark reminder of its tragic past. Vidur led the way, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a knowing look.
"This place has a dark history," Vidur began. "But it will serve your purpose well."
Subham nodded, steeling himself for the task ahead. As they ventured deeper into the fort, Subham began to sense the presence of numerous souls. With Vidur's guidance, he started to trap and refine them, feeling his own soul becoming stronger with each successful refinement.
Just as they were about to leave, Subham noticed a secluded area within the fort that seemed to emanate a powerful, malevolent energy. Drawn to it, he walked towards the place, ignoring the growing sense of unease.
As he entered the area, an excruciating pain shot through his soul, far more intense than anything he had ever felt before. It felt as if his very essence was being torn apart. Overwhelmed by the agony, Subham collapsed and passed out.
When he awoke, he found himself lying on the ground with Vidur watching over him, concern etched on his face. "Master... what happened?" Subham asked weakly.
"You entered a soul's domain," Vidur explained gravely. "It is a rare and dangerous phenomenon. The soul you encountered must have been incredibly powerful."
Subham was shocked. "A soul's domain? Here? How is that possible?"
Vidur sighed, his eyes darkening with the weight of old memories. "Bhangarh Fort has a cursed history. There was once a soldier in the king's army who delved into black magic. His name was Bhairav. He fell deeply in love with the queen, but she was the king's wife. In his desperation, Bhairav used black magic to try and win her love."
Subham listened intently, the pain in his soul momentarily forgotten. Vidur continued, "Bhairav discovered the shop where the queen's perfume was made. He replaced her usual perfume with one he had enchanted with his dark magic. When the queen received the perfume, she sensed something amiss and questioned the maid. Realizing the maid was unaware, she angrily threw the bottle at a boulder."
Vidur paused, his eyes reflecting the tragic events. "The magic took effect, causing the boulder to fly towards Bhairav, crushing him. With his dying breath, he cursed Bhangarh Fort, trapping his soul and many others within its walls. The domain you entered was his."
Subham shuddered at the thought. "So, that pain I felt... it was his domain trying to consume my soul?"
Vidur nodded solemnly. "Indeed. Bhairav's soul is incredibly powerful and filled with malice. You must be cautious, Subham. Even in death, such souls can pose a significant threat."
Subham took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of fear and determination. "I understand, Master. I will be more careful."
Vidur placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You have great potential, Subham. Continue to refine your soul and strengthen your cultivation. One day, you may even be able to confront souls as powerful as Bhairav's."
With renewed resolve, Subham nodded. "Thank you, Master. I will not let you down."
As they made their way back to the mansion, Subham couldn't shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of many more challenges to come. But with Vidur's guidance and his own growing strength, he was ready to face whatever lay ahead.