Chapter 3726 Return

There was only one picture within the cabin. A wisp of flame was gracefully depicted on the Starry Roc-fish.

Zen's judgment was based on such simple logic after all, and it needed further evidence to prove it to be true.

The Primeval Lord of Heaven spoke quietly, "It's highly likely. But how can you prove it?"

"Prove it?" Zen looked out of the window as he considered the question.

His gaze pierced through the thick soul cloud, and fell upon the city gate in the distance.

The gate would open or close every 132 hours; open for 132 hours and then closed for 132 hours.

He believed it would not be difficult to prove his theory. He simply needed to wait for another 132 hours.

The souls wandering around outside the cabin could not enter it. Zen couldn't help but worry that something unexpected would happen as he was waiting.

He turned around to look at the Starry Roc-fish again. His expression became grave, and with little hesitation, he blew out the flames of the golden pot with a puff of air.

A deep rumble shook the ground.

His eyes shifted back to the window to watch the gate of the Soul City slowly swing closed.

Zen had opened and closed the gate to the Soul City too frequently. Maybe that was why the Souls of Light paused at the sound before crawling from the walls and flooding the city streets.

Meanwhile, outside the city gate...

Libby, Elvinia, Gabriel and the others watching the gate from the outside were confused.

"Zen can freely open and close the city gate..."

"Why would he close it now, though?"

"Do you think something is wrong?"

Despite her look of worry, Elvinia was trying to remain as calm as she could.

It seemed the souls could not enter the cabin, so Zen must have had his own reason for doing so. She decided to wait patiently here.

They could still see light from within the cabin, but it looked to be just the candle that was shining.

Zen kept a watchful eye on the candle. He needed to be able to protect it at a moment's notice. If the light were extinguished, he would most likely lose the chance to leave.

He watched as the souls within the walls and in the soul cloud began to move, one after the other.

Zen knew there were many souls residing in the Soul City, but the longer he remained here and watched, the more souls he noticed. The city was practically swarming with souls.

The souls hidden within the walls acted like water t

the eyes of the Starry Roc-fish flashed with multicolored lights.

It took a moment for it to comprehend his words before words started to spit from its mouth.

"Fire..." The voice was small and raspy with disuse.

"World..."

"You, I..."

The series of words didn't make any sense until Zen's eyes widened with surprise. "It, it seems to be..."

"It is adapting to our language," the Primeval Lord of Heaven cut in.

"But I only said one sentence..." The shock in Zen's voice was obvious.

"Some creatures have different methods than ours," the Primeval Lord of Heaven said. "Perhaps with a single word from you, it is able to learn our entire language. It must process information differently from us."

After uttering what seemed like an endless stream of random words, the Starry Roc-fish finally spoke a full sentence. "You returned too late. You did not come while he was waiting. You returned too late..."

Despite the fact he could now understand what was said, Zen still found himself confused. "What do you mean by that?"

"He has been waiting for you to return!" the Starry Roc-fish repeated in a sharp tone.

"Return..."

The Primeval Lord of Heaven and Zen suddenly thought of something.

When Zen had broken through the soul cloud and obtained the nine Holy Soul Imprints, he went about it a very different way than others did before him.

He hadn't suffered too much pressure to the point it had all seemed too easy. The feeling was just like going home, so the Primeval Lord of Heaven guessed that it might have something to do with the mysteries in Zen's background and origin.