"Tomie, things have turned out a little beyond my expectations. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you for a while. I need to clean up the aftermath."
Tomie, wearing wooden clogs, showed no unnecessary expression. "Go take care of your business. I know you're busy."
"I'll bring something delicious to keep you company when I have time. I'll be going now." Zhang Chen did not linger. He immediately left through the second-floor window of the Japanese-style villa. Before him, the Ghoul Realm was already a complete mess.
First, it had been ravaged by floods, then scorched by two days and two nights of relentless heat. Vast amounts of vegetation, along with some creatures with poor survivability, had been completely wiped out. Only the tenaciously vital creatures remained.
Zhang Chen had originally intended to use his power to restore vitality to this world, but he dismissed the idea at that moment. Looking at the lifeforms that had been severely wounded yet still tirelessly rebuilt their homes, and the vegetation that continued growing with only its main roots left, Zhang Chen seemed to see the determination of his former weak self when facing troubles that could have easily taken his life.
"Perhaps such an extreme environment will make their bodies even tougher."
Zhang Chen drifted through the sky. As he curled his five fingers inward, the world immediately transformed into a small ball of light that floated in his hand before being absorbed and stored within his body. However, the Ghoul Realm Treasure Vault where he currently stood had been completely razed to the ground, and a grand formation had been set up upon its ruins.
"Constantine must have relied on the power of a formation to locate the barrier of my independent world. With the Ghoul Realm Treasure