Grandfather and Grandson Reunited at Last, a Civilization Founded by Six-Winged Angels?

After mechanically answering Qian Chaoguang's question, the Old Butler grabbed the soul beast in his hand. His left hand instantly transformed into a pitch-black claw and stabbed toward the soul beast's head.

With a bang, the soul beast, entirely condensed from Soul Power and obsession, burst into a cloud of gray mist.

Now Qian Chaoguang finally understood where the clumps of gray mist around the little courtyard had come from.

Looking at the "soul beast" continuously dissipating from his hand, the Old Butler seemed somewhat lost.

He muttered blankly under his breath, "It's gone... Why is it gone?"

As he spoke, the Old Butler turned around once more and walked toward the courtyard gate.

Even as he walked, he kept talking to himself. "Hunt soul beasts, nourish my grandson and granddaughter... Hunt soul beasts, nourish my grandson and granddaughter... I hope they'll both achieve great things someday..."

At that moment, Qian Chaoguang could no longer hold back. Hot tears surged from his eyes.

On the light screen representing administrative authority, a function named [Sentience Unlock] lit up. Several different forces were immediately extracted from the Old Butler's soul.

The Old Butler stopped walking outward and remained where he was, looking slightly puzzled.

Those lifeless, vacant eyes gradually became animated, stained with a trace of black radiance.

At the same time, the courtyard formed from obsession quietly collapsed, dissolving into the purest Soul Power.

Once sentience had returned, what obsession could possibly remain?

"I... Where am I?"

The Old Butler felt his vision steadily clearing. Memories flooded into his muddled mind like a tidal wave.

"I remember... I seem to have died? Have I arrived in the legendary Netherworld? So this place really exists. Reincarnation isn't just empty talk after all. The ancients truly did not deceive us."

"I wonder what