“...what would you do?” Black Fang’s voice reverberated in Xerxes’s mind.

“There’s nothing to be done without Dao cultivation. The most smart thing that any being would do would be to find a way to gain strength without relying on the Dao.” Xerxes said.

“Exactly. That’s what this world is for. The same goes for the System that Damian is using. Both exist outside of the Dao’s governance.” Black Fang said. He took a deep breath and then continued, “Consider the Dao as a template, a canvas upon which you can create your own path. In a way, the Dao is useful and it’s only there for you to find your own way and stop relying on it.”

“I hope you got your answer. Now, I must go see my new grandson and all my descendants.” Black Fang then looked at Damian Kaz, “I’ve never known my son to be this lucky to get a son with a bloodline stronger than his. It must be your doing. He touched you just before his son was born...he must’ve stolen a chunk of your good luck. Hehe thanks.”

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing.It can be considered as an apology after what this lion said, but make sure he knows it, though. Let’s not leave without resolving our enmity.” Damian said.

“Well, come, you can tell him yourself.”

Black Fang then turned into a human sized wolfman, and a black robe appeared on his body.

He then went to stand close to the puzzled Damian and Xerxes who wondered what he was about to do.

“This won’t hurt. Bear with it for a second.” Black Fang said.

‘Umbral Teleportation’

The group of three then disappeared from the temple under the lost gazes of the Heavenly Wolf clansmen.

The three arrived inside a lavish room.

There, Adolf was holding his son in his hands with tears coming out of his eyes. When he heard another presence in the room he looked in that direction.

He immediately recognized his father, albeit with a slight difficulty as the memory was still an ancient one.

If he wasn’t that calm and collected as a person, his newborn son would have fallen from his hands.

“What’s going on today? First my son is born with an unparalleled bloodline and now my dead father is alive.” He felt like it was a dream and at the same time not.

Black Fang approached his son and sleeping grandson. He stopped when he was a meter away from them and it took a long time for either of them to say anything.

“Sigh...Son...it’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” Black Fang said with a sad sigh.

Adolf nodded, “I’m sure that for you it must feel like yesterday...the last time you saw me.”

Raphael Lom was about to go crazy from not knowing what was happening that day. ‘How in god’s name could two heaven defying events happen on a single day...in the same hour?’ He thought.

“Master, I think that you owe us an explanation. What is really happening here?” Raphael’s purple fur trembled unable to hold himself from asking.

Black Fang then released a tendril of darkness that looked like an elongated arm that went to hit Raphael’s head viciously, “You didn’t even pay your respects after seeing me and you still want answers?”

Raphael was then reminded of the same thing happening every time back then when he angered his master.

Adolf then asked, “Does your resurrection have anything to do with this human?” He said looking at Damian with undisguised hate.

Black Fang was still amazed at his son’s intelligence, he nodded and said, “Yes. And he’s also your father. He’s one of my many reincarnations.”

“How can any human have the power to bring someone like you back to life? Wait...you said that he’s ...your reincarnation? A human?” There was obviously no way that Adolf would call Damian, a human teenager, father.

But since his father had been brought back, was there any meaning for his reincarnations to exist?

At the very least, Adolf and Raphael wouldn’t acknowledge anybody else.

The thought of there being many versions of Black Fang was a headache to say the least.

...but it also pushed one to be curious.

For example, the only known reincarnation of Black Fang was the current Damian, a human.

Could beasts even reincarnate into humans? Such heresy couldn’t even be made public. The beast Clans of the Dark Continent would go completely mad after learning that their next lives could be spent in the weak and frail human bodies they hated so much.

“Have you thought of a name yet?” Black Fang Ignored them and asked.

“Wayne Silver Fang.” Adolf said with a radiant smile.

“Lil’ Wayne, huh. It’s a good name.” Black Fang also had a radiant smile as he went to take the baby into his arms.