Flow, Blade Light of the Past

"Was it you who killed Evil?"

Among the three figures who had arrived, one man looked at Lu Mingchuan and Huang Quan and spoke indifferently.

Yet beneath that indifference lay a trace of doubt.

By his assessment, the two of them were merely mortals.

If they were mortals, then let alone two of them.

Even twenty, even two hundred, could not possibly overwhelm the lowest-ranking God Official, much less a Supreme God King who stood who knew how far above God Officials.

So either there was God King-level strength backing them.

That God King-level combatant had caught Evil off guard and ambushed him, taking him down so quickly.

Or these two were far stronger than he was!

Perhaps even stronger than the Dragon God of old!! He immediately dismissed that possibility. The Dragon God had already been considered among the strongest.

To be above him was simply laughable.

"Enough. Have whoever's backing you come out. Then perhaps you can die a little less painfully."

He raised a hand to signal Kindness and the Goddess of Life beside him not to act rashly, while he slowly spoke to Lu Mingchuan.

At the same time, his Divine Sense spread out, attempting to locate the mastermind lurking behind them.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingchuan understood what the other man was thinking.

"Enough. Stop wasting your effort."

"I was the one who killed Evil."

"So save your strength. You might need some of it to run away later."

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Beside him.

Huang Quan squeezed his hand and gently shook her head.

Confusion arose in Lu Mingchuan's heart. He had already fought his way to their headquarters.

And yet the other person had not come at all! On second thought, had they gone