Tigris deliberated for a moment, perhaps to show his sincerity, before admitting, “I supposed there’s no harm in you knowing. This sculpture of a deity behind me is my master, a blood demon. I’m simply a mere pet of his. We of the blood demon tribe lost during the Celestial Battle a millennium ago. My master sealed himself and assigned me to guard him while awaiting the day of his reawakening…”
“He helped transform me into a human but turned to stone before my transformation was complete. I’ve remained by my master’s side steadfastly for all these years and have utilized the faith energy of the believers to resurrect him. Hopefully, in a few hundred years, my master will awaken. When the time comes…” Tigris eyes glinted as he paused mid-sentence.
“Did that incident mark the beginning of the depletion of spiritual energy?” Jagoan continued asking.
“Indeed. After the Celestial Battle, the heavenly law was broken, and destruction was wrecked on all beings. The entire world descended into a cycle of chaos! Ever since then, spiritual energy began dwindling, and the realm was never the same again. I’ve answered your questions. Will you leave now?” Tigris leveled his gaze at Jagoan.
“Leave?” Jagoan scoffed. “Do you think I’d sit idly by and lay witness to you exploiting the residents of Encanta Island to resurrect your master? The day your master awakens will be mankind’s apocalypse!”
“You…” Tigris was enraged when he realized Jagoan had been toying with him all along. “The common folk mean nothing to us. As a practitioner of spiritual energy cultivation, how could you pity such rabble?”
“Rabble?” Jagoan frowned. “Says the one who is but a tiger demon himself.”
Jagoan leaped into the air, and his fists took on a bright golden hue. He instantly went on the offensive after regaining some of his spiritual energy.
“You’re courting death!” Tigris roared ferociously at the knowledge that he’d been playing into Jagoan’s hands.
Tigris waved his hands in the air, and a much smaller black sphere of light than his previous one began to materialize.
Jagoan flung his gleaming golden fist directly at the black sphere of light.
The black sphere of light exploded with a deafening boom, and the force of it threw Jagoan back. Tigris was not in a much better state as his body began spasming as if struck by lightning.
It was once again an even match between the two!
“Do you plan on us dying together?” Tigris bellowed.
He simply couldn’t comprehend Jagoan’s stubbornness.
“Do you fear death?” Jagoan asked sardonically.
“What drivel! I’ve lived for millenniums that I laugh in the face of death!”
“If that’s the case, let’s get back to it and not spew nonsense any longer.” Jagoan waved at Tigris in a gesture of challenge.
Tigris chose not to react as he knew that the one who showed his hand first would be at a disadvantage.
Jagoan intended to rile Tigris up so he’d make the first move, but Tigris was no fool.
They were back to square one all over again.
Jagoan and Colin reached the forbidden ground in the nick of time.
They both sucked in a breath as they took in the ravaged state of the forbidden ground. How intense the battle must have been to have wrecked such devastation.
Jagoan’s brows wrinkled as he noticed the return of the two men. “What are you two doing here?”