My new Journey through the realms-Chapter 829 - 827 The Power of Soul Energy

Inside the arena

"Damn." Deathholder's son cursed.

He wanted to enjoy his fight in the Royal Match. Since everyone just wanted to gang up on him. He had no choice but to just use their momentum against them.

He quietly and upset walked up to his father. He knew how his father could have seen the match. He gently opened the door.

The butler was in smiling. The butler gestured for the son to advance in front of his father. So the son did.

"My son, you are a wonderful fighter. I know that you are upset about how people treat us like crap. Instead of trying to win fairly, they want to use their pride against themselves. That is what cost them the match." Deathholder told his son.

"If I may add also," the butler had the look in his eyes. Deathholder nodded. "Victories only count in the arena. True victory is when you step up and acknowledge the fact that you lost fair and square. Sometimes it is not about winning, a good lost can humble some people. Also remember, a terrible win can almost affect you. Those are the ones that you must fight through.

No matter how you see the victory. Others will see it differently. Just like your fight just now. You want it to be a bad taste victory. Others see it as they just gave up their chance because of their self pity. Never forget these words." The butler spoke.

The son still seemed upset.

"Then why don't we hold a little special match ourselves, butler?" Deathholder smiled.

"I believe that old hag of a man still as a lesson or two worthy of teaching correct?" His butler smiled.

"He sure does. We will teach the four winners up front what they will be expected to learn in the Soul Temple." Deathholder spoke.

The butler charged through the arena. His usual smile beaming with absolute joy as he entered another room.

Fifteen minutes later the butler exited the room. Curses could be heard as the butler walked away from the room. It had been almost thirty minutes since he left the room with Deathholder when he returned.

"Everything is set for tomorrow." His butler seemed to enjoy the smile on his face.

"You never get old of beating that deadweight. How joyous it must be to be you!" Deathholder simply enjoyed the talk.

His son did not know what was going on. He knew something grand would come out of it due to his father.

The next morning came fast. Inside the arena was Deathholder and an elderly man who looked like he was not pleased to be at his current spot.

Deathholder's son, Dazzling Zizzle, Drunken Dope, and Forgotten Child all showed up all in similar style of robe. In the Fifth Heavenly Realm, this robe represented the teachers being taught.

That is who these people actually are. They are the ones in the arena not only fighting but teaching newcomers and former teachers all the good stuff.

"Great. Today is a glorious day!" Deathholder praised.

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"Indeed, today is a glorious day!" The man beside Deathholder praised.

"Each of you will learn what it takes to bring back. We cannot forcibly make you learn these nor can we not make you learn these. For these are a part of your natural talent and your learning speed." Deathholder spoke.

"Let me add this in as well. Your nature will not determine your Soul Energy. It will determine however the paths you must take to understand yourself. That is all that I can truly say about the matter without dying." The man spoke.

"True words, there is one thing we can add though. Never forget to add those whom you love into your life. I am not talking family love, your personal love and Soul Mate. For those are the ones who make you either great or terrible." Deathholder spoke.

A lightning bolt struck just behind him. He knew the words spoken were just a friendly reminder to them but to the heavens it was more than just a reminder.

"Never fear what happens. You will not be able to comprehend the true matters of your Soul. Now watch us, first we will use Soul Qi then the Soul Energy." Deathholder spoke.

Deathholder released what felt like Dark Qi but it was different somehow. No one could really explain it expect that they knew this was Soul Qi. The man released a Fire Qi and a Soul Qi Fire Qi. Each one different and the difference was known.

The regular Fire Qi was launched first. It met Deathholder's Soul Qi. The normal Fire Qi lost. When the Soul Qi of both of them met, they both just instantly vaporized each other and formed a small explosion. Neither one was actually trying right now.

"What you all just experienced was Soul Qi. Normally, you either understand what your Soul Qi is or it your natural affinity." Deathholder spoke.

"As for Soul Energy, it is completely different. Here, feel this energy." The man spoke.

It was completely different. It felt more alive more willing to respond to the user's wishes.

"This energy has a lot to do with you as a person. Why are we telling you four? You all fought bravely to endure the testaments in your matches. Regardless of win or draw, your acceptance into the Soul Temple has granted you a perfect chance that no one else has. Losers are a term that only mean one thing, either too stupid or not strong enough. Right now, you were either strong equally or smarter to survive.

Those qualities will help you when you are in the Soul Temple. I believe even when Lilith entered she only was able to master the 80th table. Some say, the deepest level is only for those with the greatest of hearts made of steel. I can guarantee you all this, the deepest level only has one meaning. Strength above everything.

We only know of two people who have ever entered the that place." The man spoke.

"The first one may or may not be well known. He was the second Demon King of Annihilation. As for the second one, this name will resound as he is the Soul Mate to Lilith and the current Demon King of Annihilation, Rex." Deathholder told them.

At that moment, everyone looked at Deathholder like he was being killed due to something behind him.