Chapter 740 Pilgrimage

The monk walked on the streets of Soul City, feeling the unique atmosphere here.

He noticed that although talented souls also felt hungry and in need, their satisfaction was far greater than that of the souls in Rukongai.

This made him fall into deep thought: Was this done intentionally by the God King, or was it the result of his casual actions?

If it was done intentionally by the God King, then he might be a person with a deep compassionate heart.

He hoped that by satisfying the needs of the souls, they could get real peace and satisfaction here.

However, such an approach might also bring unexpected consequences.

After all, the life and death of souls plays an important role in the balance of the three realms.

If the God King interferes too much with the life and death of souls, then this balance may be broken.

On the other hand, if this was just the result of the God King's casual actions, then what was his real intention?

The monk knew that as an omniscient and omnipotent being, every decision made by the God King could have a profound impact on the three realms.

Therefore, he must act cautiously and not draw conclusions easily.

After careful consideration, the monk decided to go to the God's World to find out.

He came to the God's Gate, and this towering gate exuded a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

He stared at the God's Gate, his heart full of awe and curiosity. He knew that this door led to a whole new world, a field he had never set foot in.

"God's Gate?"

The monk looked at the gate in front of him. As a contemporary of the Spirit King, the monk found that he could not see through the reality of the God's Gate. It was just a door, but it could lead to another world.

He took a deep breath and took a firm step.

As he slowly passed through the God's Gate that exuded a sacred light, an indescribable feeling of dizziness instantly enveloped him. This feeling was as if time and space were twisted around him, making it impossible for him to stabilize his steps.

He closed his eyes and tried to resist the strong impact, but the power came like a tide, sweeping him into a whole new dimension.

After a long and chaotic struggle, he opened his eyes again.

The scene in front of him shocked him. A brand new world was unfolding before him.

This world was completely different from any world he had known before. It was a world he had never seen before, a world of God that completely surpassed his imagination.

The sky was no longer a single blue, but a gorgeous picture of countless colors, as if each color contained endless mysteries.

The land under his feet was no longer a hard rock, but a transparent crystal emitting a faint light, as if every step was on the stars.

He looked around and found a towering palace in the distance. The palace was majestic and reached the sky, as if it was the master of this world.

He realized that he had come to the legendary world of God.

In this world, he was so small, as insignificant as an ant.

However, what shocked him most was that he found that his ability was completely useless here.

He was given the name "Eye Monk" by the Spirit King, which symbolizes the power of "calling out the true name".

In Soul Society, he was the original namer of everything, whether it was "Zanpakuto", "Shikai" or "Bankai", these terms were named by him personally.

He has the ability to change the names of everything. As long as he wants, he can write the two words "Black Ant" on his opponent's body, making the opponent as weak as an ant.

However, in this world of God, his ability seemed to have disappeared.

He did not feel any signs of being banned or sealed.

His ability was lost so clearly and clearly.

"This is really... unexpected."

The monk smiled bitterly and shook his head, his heart full of helplessness and loss. He realized that this might be a warning from the God King to him.

He had not seen the God King before, but he had already lost his most important ability. This made him begin to doubt his decision, whether he should continue to go deeper into this mysterious world of God.

He raised his head and looked at the God King's Palace that soared into the sky. The palace stood in the center of the God World like a pillar to the sky, and its height seemed to touch the sky.

Its appearance is solemn and mysterious, and each brick and stone emits a faint light that makes it impossible to look directly at it.

The monk with eyes hesitated, knowing that his resurrection ability might also fail.

If he died here, he might really disappear forever.

At that time, the Palace of the Spirit King might face a huge crisis.

But he also knew that he couldn't just give up. He had to find a way to restore his ability, otherwise he would never be able to return to the Palace of the Spirit King and complete his mission.

Luther looked at the monk with eyes who chose to go to the Palace of the God King.

"Go forward with a pilgrimage attitude, this is what should be done."

Luther said pretentiously.

Otherwise, if the monk with eyes is allowed to come and go freely, won't he have face?

Now, with the heart of a pilgrim, step by step, from the underground to the top of the sky.

This throne of the sky!

The monk with eyes also began to find something wrong.

The more he moved towards the Palace of the God King, the less power he had.

It doesn't look like much, but if the number continues to accumulate, it will become very large.

Monk Yan had already figured out what was going on.

Could it be that the God King's rules for the God world are to exclude the power of the Spirit King?

So all the powers related to the Spirit King will be affected here?

The Eye Monk's body and bones have been reshaped by the power of the Spirit King, which will allow him to surpass the God of Death and the special life form millions of years ago.

But now it seems that this has become his biggest weakness.

Monk Yan gradually felt tired.

Monk Yan, who has never experienced the feeling of weakness since his birth millions of years ago, now experiences it.

The body begins to feel increasingly labored and heavy.

My body, which had been running for thousands of miles without taking a breath, was now exhausted.

The God King is too repulsive to the power of the Spirit King.

Monk Yan complained, and then he hit his knees twice, making a creaking sound.

It seemed that even Wang Jian was a little overwhelmed.

"What a mistake. It seems like we won't be able to go back for a while. I hope there won't be any trouble."

The eye monk sighed and moved on.

Luther watched the monk's embarrassment with pleasure. This monk was not a good person. Of course, he was not a bad person either. The subjective judgment of good and evil did not apply to him.