Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 740 Pilgrimage
Monk Eyes walked on the streets of Soul City, feeling the unique atmosphere here.

He noticed that although talented souls also felt hunger and needs, their satisfaction far exceeded that of the souls in Rukongai.

This made him fall into deep thought: Was this something the God King did on purpose, or was it just a casual act?
If the God King did it on purpose, then he might be a person with a deep compassion.

He hopes that by meeting the needs of the souls, they can find true peace and satisfaction here.

However, such an approach may also bring unexpected consequences.

After all, the life and death of the soul occupies an important position in the balance of the three realms.

If the God King interferes too much in the life and death of souls, then this balance is likely to be broken.

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

Monk Yan knew very well 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 proceed with caution and not jump to conclusions.

After careful consideration, Monk Yan decided to go to the world of gods himself to find out.

He came to the Gate of God. This towering gate exuded a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

He stared at the divine door, his heart filled with awe and curiosity. He knew very well that this door led to a whole new world, a realm he had never set foot in.

"Shenmen?"

Monk Eyes looked at the gate in front of him. As a contemporary of the Spirit King, Monk Eyes found that he could not see through the truth of the Divine 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 divine door that radiated a holy light, an indescribable feeling of dizziness instantly enveloped him. It felt as if time and space were distorted around him, making it impossible for him to steady his steps.

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

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

The scene before him shocked him. A whole new world appeared before him.

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

The sky is no longer a single blue, but a gorgeous picture interwoven with countless colors, as if each color contains endless mysteries.

The ground under my feet is no longer hard rock, but a transparent crystal that emits a faint light, as if every step is stepping on the stars.

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

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

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

However, what shocked him the most was that he found that his abilities were 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 is the original namer of all things, whether it is "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 word "black ant" on his opponent's body, making his opponent as weak as an ant.

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

He didn't feel anything forbidden or sealed.

His ability was clearly lost. "This is really... surprising."

Monk Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, his heart filled with helplessness and loss. He realized that this might be a warning from the God King.

He had not even met the God King, but he had already lost his most important ability, which made him doubt his decision and wonder whether he should continue to delve deeper into this mysterious world of God.

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

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

Monk Eyes hesitated, knowing that his resurrection ability would most likely become ineffective.

If he died here, he might really be gone forever.

By then, the Spirit King Palace will probably face a huge crisis.

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

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

"We should move forward as a pilgrim. This is what we should do."

Luther said pretentiously.

Otherwise, if we let Monk Yan come and go as he pleases, doesn't he have any dignity?
Now, with a pilgrim’s heart, let’s climb from the underground to the sky, step by step.

This throne in the sky!

The monk with eyes also began to notice something was wrong.

The closer he got to the Palace of the God King, the less strength he had.

It may not seem like much, but if the number keeps accumulating, it will become a lot.

By this time, Monk Yan had figured out what was going on.

Could it be that the rules that the God King has set 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 body and bones of the Monk with Eyes 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 from millions of years ago.

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

The monk with eyes gradually felt the strain.

The monk with eyes, who had never experienced the feeling of being weak since he was born a million years ago, now experiences it.

The body began to feel increasingly tired and heavy.

Even though his body could run thousands of miles without taking a breath, it is now exhausted.

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

The monk with eyes complained and slapped his knees twice, making a creaking sound.

It seemed that even Wang Jian was a little overwhelmed.

"What a mistake. It looks like I can't go back anytime soon. I hope nothing goes wrong."

The monk sighed and continued to move forward.

Luther never tired of watching the monk's embarrassment. This monk was not a good person, but of course, he was not a bad person either. Subjective judgments of good and evil did not apply to him.

(End of this chapter)