"Bang!"
The sound was not loud, but the disturbance was anything but small.
The instant the lump of flesh shattered, the entire space shook violently several times, and several enormous cracks appeared in the plaza floor, stretching across the whole area.
The rotten flesh exploded.
But it did not splatter everywhere.
Instead, some force drew it swiftly into the Divine Temple.
The Fate Lines lingering all around throughout the process.
Failed to stop it, too.
The pieces seemed to have become transparent, intangible matter. Without disturbing any of the supernatural forces or rules filling the air, they plunged straight through the Divine Temple's entrance.
"What's this?"
Jiang Qiao looked at the woman.
"The madman in the Divine Temple noticed what was happening outside."
The woman remained calm.
"The fight just now already alerted him. He probably sensed the aura of something he had contaminated, so he reacted."
"Correct."
"He has awakened."
Just then, an aged voice sounded not far behind Jiang Qiao.
"Hm?"
Jiang Qiao turned at the sound.
He discovered that the Awakened from the Celestial Association named Hong Zhou had silently appeared in midair, standing less than twenty meters away from them.
"Another Divine Descent?" Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
Compared to before, Hong Zhou's appearance had not changed at all, but he now possessed an unfathomable air. Simply standing there quietly, he gave Jiang Qiao the illusion of facing the Abyss.
Hong Zhou was certainly powerful.
But he could never have given Jiang Qiao that impression.
So the answer was obvious.
A Half-God had probably used Hong Zhou's body to perform Divine Descent and come here.
"Heh."
"It suddenly feels like there are a whole lot more Half-Gods around."
Jiang Qiao abruptly laughed.
"You're quite impressive yourself, young friend. A mere clone, yet you possess strength to