Meanwhile back on earth.

A figure dressed in white-black Taoist robes appears in a room with dead bodies on stretchers. Coming to one particular stretcher the old man flexes his index and middle finger. Striking the bodies multiple meridian points, stimulating the solar plexus. Monstrous amounts of high density Life Qi flows from the old man through the dead body. Slowly over time the heart starts beating, pumping blood through the body with vigor.

Sighing the man mutters to himself "Great men have to face difficulties, heartache, pain, cross the paths of life and death to succeed. I am sorry you have to be the vessel, and to kill your loved one being the cruelest method. However, the results will push you through fire, blood, war, tribulation, and eventually becoming HIS successor."

The path of multiple worlds collide, the Retribution Immortal sacrificed his life to deal the greatest damage to the Demon Lord. 350,000 years have passed since then, and yet somehow his soul with undying will reside within your body. A young man like you should never be put through these upcoming tribulations, and this young woman should never have to be the trigger for these events. But thus is life, when it rains it pours.

Sliding both his arms underneath the body, cradling it up to his chest in a princess carry. The man looks into the soul of the woman in his embrace. "You are a woman worth the world, and thus your life will be spared. For him to suppress the Retribution Immortal's soul for so long, you clearly mean the world to Sin. The man then disappears from the room as smoke and flowing water.

The next day huge upheavals are heard within the hospital. Angry barking from the hospital's Chief Of Staff roars within a room. "Goddammit one night, one goddamn night and her body upped and left like magic. Can anyone tell me what you goddamn shit for brain fools were doing? That's the body of Sins lover, the Blood Dragon Mercenary Team will have all our heads without a good explanation!"

All the staff look down to the floor in shame, eventually one steps up taking the head of staff "Leader, we have gone over the video footage among the floor her body was placed in. We checked the room and as if our cameras malfunctioned. There is absolutely no video footage, and there is no signs of damage or viruses to our systems servers.

Smashing his hands down in a fit of rage onto the table the leader yells "This is mother fucking ridiculous, gather ANY shape or form of evidence. And if you cannot write a report and give it to me by midnight regarding this situation. Hopefully it can appease the Blood Dragon Mercenary Team."

Slumping into his chair, feeling like the world's crashing down muttering to himself "This is crazy first it was Sabrina's death, now her body disappears like magic. Then next is the disappearance of the Blood Dragon Mercenary Team Leader like magic all within a one week period of each other. Just how are these events connected, and what possible catastrophe is this signaling the start of?"

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Back at Sin's home, his parents, friends, nephews, niece, squad members a heavy depressing atmosphere weighs down in the room. Sins mother steps out of the room crying, while his dad clenches his fists until they go white like a banshee.

Zen speaks up breaking the silence. "Sin is not the man who would throw his life away to suicide, there are no realistic ways to explain his disappearance. But our leader is not dead, I can assure you all of this fact. Within our squads headquarters, we discovered a relic of unknown origins years back. Sin was cut down by an enemy and his blood splattered all over it. Like magic it activated and from our team's tests, it somehow bound it to his life. To this day one week after, it still floats and shines bright. This is proof of him still being alive. But where he's now? There are no possible answers for that in the world."

Sins father steps forward clenching Zen's shoulders with a weight of the mountain, or so it felt to Zen. Collecting his composure and looking into Zens eyes. "My son is not a man who can be defeated, he has reached the peak of humanities limits. I know this for a matter of fact. But for his disappearance, maybe it wasn't all nonsense that Immortals still roam unknown to us in this world. Earth's resources and heritage is rich, free of pollution and natural disasters for more than 350,000 years now. I can only somewhat believe the legend my grandfather told me now."

Amongst their discussion unknown to Zen, Reaper and Ken an unknown voice echoes throughout the room.

"Indeed the majority of you humans do not believe in the times of Immortals, but likewise you have books describing such holy events and believe in it. So why is it that your pitiful minds cannot believe in the concept of Immortality?"

A man in black-white Taoists robes appears with Sabrina's body held in his embrace.

"You all do not have to worry I am merely returning someone who belongs to all of you."

Sabrina's body floats down onto the couch in the living room. With shock visible in everyone's eyes the man chuckles again. "She will be waking up soon. Now I do not need stupid ears to hear my part of this all. So that smart man over there, and the ones radiating impressive killing intent for humans only are allowed to hear. As for the other's, roll out of here now."

Listening to the commands Sins nephews, niece, and friends leave the room obediently. Everybody remaining tensed up as Zen, Reaper and Ken unsheathe their blades. Radiating the basic level of Sword Qi taught to them by Sin.

"Impressive, very impressive. I am really growing interested in you humans now. However, I am not here to fight and like I said. I would like to let you all know Sin is alive and is even doing very well for himself."

Zen the leader and strongest of the group steps forward. "All right everyone sheathe your weapons and sit down, our guest here has invaluable information for us. So we should all welcome it with open words, and thanks to this man."

Nodding his head in appreciation and praise for Zen, the man sits down making himself comfortable at the head of the table. "Now where shall we begin?"