Chương 127: Zardos: The King of Yellow River

In the infinite darkness, inside the mindscape of Fein. A humanoid purple flame with a deep cut on its face sat in the deepest part of the Void. Mirrors floating make up the whole place. These mirrors project some scenes that always change every minute. One could see the silhouette of Fein in every scene. The deepest part of the mindscape contains the memories of a person that they want to hide subconsciously.

The purple gnashed its teeth in pain as it observed Fein's soul without moving into its place. 

'Finally, I can revive myself and take this human body for myself... Although their body is quite weak, it has the talent to grow at least half of my strength! But it was still unbelievable that this human managed to injure me. This is my fourth time getting injured. That sword of his can cut my incorporeal body. Well, it doesn't matter. It would become mine sooner or later.'