"So this is indeed the Shura Casket!' Ricky thought, shocked.
But he recovered quickly enough to respectfully say, "Nice to meet you, sir!" The figure who claimed itself to be the Shura Casket nodded at him in response and said, "This is a Sealed Land. Rex, a spiritual potentate from the Corpse Blood Devil tribe, is sealed in the array behind me."
"I'm now in a Sealed Land, and a spiritual potentate from the Corpse Blood Devil tribe is sealed here along with me," Ricky repeated, dazed, as he tried to digest the information that the figure was giving him.
He was shocked and confused; shocked that a spiritual potentate would be stranded here, and confused as to how this spiritual potentate had been trapped in a Sealed Land like this. He wondered if there was a rift which led to this place like the Sealed Land where the Desolate Sorcery tribe had been trapped.
But he ruled out that possibility. He realized that since the Blood Zombies and Devil Zombies had made it here, anyone could enter this Sealed Land.
The strange figure noted the confusion on Ricky's face and explained, "My master, Eli, used all his strength to make the sealing array. That's why I can control this place."
"Eli was a spiritual potentate from the Shura tribe in ancient times," the Dragon Intent Grass informed Ricky at this time.
"My master's battle with Rex left him with little energy. It cost him his life to seal the devil here. He used the rest of his strength to create the array and the Sealed Land. He hoped that the power of heaven and earth would weaken Rex and slowly kill him.
The blood-colored hand you saw is the core of the sealing array. Every once in a while, I collect the power in the Corpse Blood Devil Rivers and the Corpse Lair and transform it into the shura power to get the array working.
That's why you saw those things," the Divine Bellicose Casket continued its explanation.
"I see!" Ricky said, really seeing what the figure was telling him. He felt only respect for Eli, even though he had never heard of him before.
He respected all of those who sacrificed their lives fighting the devil race.
"You saw that scene because I let you see it. I did it to draw you and that young man from the Phoenix tribe here," the figure went on.
"What? Why did you do that?" Ricky exclaimed, baffled.
"Because I need your help. Many warriors have entered the Corpse Lair recently, but I can tell that you two are stronger than any of them," the figure said simply.
"That's why the casket deliberately drew you here," the Dragon Intent Grass said.
'The saying that curiosity killed the cat is right! If I were in the devil race's territory, I would probably have died a long time ago, ' Ricky thought.
He then asked politely, "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" He was determined to do whatever he could to eliminate the devil race.
"Oh, there's no hurry. I will observe you two and choose one of you to do me a favor," the figure said. "Of course, I will reward you with some of my master's possessions if you help me."
Ricky's eyes lit up in excitement. Even saints would want to get their hands on a spiritual potentate's stuff. He was just a spiritual emperor. One could imagine how thrilled he was when he heard what the figure said.
"What should I do? How can I make sure you choose me?" he asked eagerly.
"You will have ten days to comprehend the shura power within me. That's your mission. If you are able to do this, you will pass the test," the figure replied.
As its voice trailed off, the strength of the blood-colored and black powers within the casket increased, causing an immense power to appear. It was the shura power.
'Only when I comprehend the shura power can he choose me to do him a favor. Interesting, ' Ricky pondered.
"It's more like a chance for you to grow strong than a test. You should seize this opportunity and try to master the shura power," the Dragon Intent Grass said.
"Got it!" Ricky nodded gravely.
In the other casket, the same happened to Steve.
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