Death... and me

Of course, he understood what that meant. They wanted to see what he was doing before he came to the Winged Provis Race. That would mean seeing the time when Rean participated in the Free Continent competition. However, it didn't work. 'That's definitely because of the Soul Gem System.'

Fran obviously seemed impressed by that. "Protected by a higher power? Does it mean he's connected to the angels or demons?"

"I don't know," the floating bunch of eyes answered. "It's not like we can identify the sources."

"Ahem..." Rean couldn't help but intervene after that. Well, that was only because Fran's grasp on him with his Spatial Power loosened a little. "Can someone explain what is happening here?"

Fran narrowed his eyes in response, saying, "I knew you weren't as simple as you initially seemed. Tell us, which one is helping you? Is it the demons? The angels don't have much influence here. Or could it be you have some of the experts of the human race safeguarding your past?"

Rean shook his head, replying, "First of all, I didn't even know it was possible to look into someone's past. Let alone that it could be protected by others. How does that even work?"

Fran and the Glimpse Race members obviously didn't believe that. "You talk, or we can force you to talk. We aren't brutal like the humans or demon beasts. However, if you insist on keeping it hidden from us, then we won't hold back."

At the same time, Rean was talking with Roan. 'What do you think? Should I simply say I'm the human the humanoid race is looking for?'

It was then that Roan got an idea. 'Father's Thoughts Transmission Talismans.'

'Are you going to ask father to come here?' Rean was taken aback.

However, Roan shook his head. 'No, we can use father as an excuse. Let's just say that we work for Old Man Larks. That's why our past is protected.'

'Wouldn't that be worse, though?' Rean asked back. 'I mean, everyone wants to get their hands on dad's Foundation Fragment. In a certain way, we might get in even more trouble than if we said that we were the guys they were looking for.'

Roan shook his head again. 'That's why I said to use father's Thoughts Transmission Talisman. All we can do now is have the spirits come to some agreement with father and see what happens. Otherwise, you might as well enter the Dimensional Realm right now, and we simply try to use the Circuitry Teleport Formation.'

However, Rean had another idea. 'What about the devil's soul we trapped in the Dimensional Realm? We know that he's someone, or at least was someone at the same level as our dad. Wouldn't he be able to escape this place with his power? I know he's only a soul, but he probably has his own bag of tricks.'

Of course, Roan understood that there was a problem behind it. 'And why would he help us? The moment we bring him outside, he'll definitely try to escape on his own.'

'Teleporting our way out doesn't seem much better,' Rean added.

'Or...' Rean continued. 'We can try our luck with something else.'

'Are you planning to simply tell them that we're the humans they were looking for?' Roan could imagine what idea it was.

Rean nodded, saying, 'Yeah. We're close to the one-month deadline we gave Jakar, aren't we? How long will it take until someone from the humanoid race comes here? If we get a chance, we might be able to escape and even get the Iridescent Tears. Don't forget, the humanoids need us. It's not like we'll be killed or anything.'

In the end, they came up with several ideas, but none seemed to give them a good shot at escaping.

"You know what?" Rean said all of a sudden. "Just think whatever you want. I'm tired." Since there was no good idea, he might as well not use any idea at all.

"Do you think I'm joking?" Fran said as he tightened his grasp over Rean with his Spatial Powers. Perhaps some pain would make him change his mind.

However, Rean didn't show the least bit of discomfort. Instead, he just closed his eyes and kept quiet. 'Hmph! First of all, I can cut my sensation of pain. Second, this pressure you're putting on me doesn't hurt at all.' Of course, Rean didn't say that. He only thought about it.

Fran was surprised, though. The amount of power he put on his Spatial Power should have made most Void Tempering Realm cultivators scream in pain. However, he could tell that Rean didn't feel any pain at all. Well, to be more specific, Rean's body barely changed with his spatial compression. 'What a ridiculously strong body! It beats most of the demon beasts at the same level I've seen up to this day. Only a few Divine Demon Beasts had something similar or stronger.'

Yet, the one who really called Fran's attention was the spirit from the Glimpse Race. "This kind of strength and resistance... I know what he is!"

"You know?" Surprisingly, Rean and Fran asked at the same time.

The spirit then explained, "The Starlight Body Cultivation Technique. That's why his body is this strong."

"What?!" Fran looked at Rean once again. "Are you saying he found his own star?"

The spirit nodded, replying, "He did. Only the Starlight Body Cultivation Technique could give such a huge defensive ability. In fact, it even looks a little bit stronger than the last one I saw. As you know, the Starlight Body Cultivation Technique isn't a rare one. However, the majority of its users simply can't find their stars, so the technique is pretty useless without it. Yet, if they do find it, they will have the strongest bodies, losing only to a few Divine Demon Beasts. I have no doubt that's the case after the amount of Spatial Power you used on him."

Rean and Roan had to admit this Glimpse Race member was very observant.

The spirit then tried to talk with Rean again. "I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Gludi-otta, a member of the Glimpse Race. There are three powers known for having members with real Starlight Body Cultivation Techniques. The Heaven's Archangels, the Underworld's Elder Devils, and the humanoid race's Jakarta Sect. You are neither a devil nor angel, so you must have come from the Jakarta Sect."