The outcome of the battle at Ninggu City.
Over the next few days, it was like a massive stone cast into a lake, stirring up towering waves throughout the Supernatural Circle.
In the world of ordinary people.
The newspapers carried only an inconspicuous brief: "Bandits have recently appeared near Ninggu City. Unless necessary, it is best not to go there."
Just a few understated words, as if that great battle had never happened.
But within the Supernatural Circle, the news spread faster than the wind.
The alliance of great families had been defeated!
Although the three great families tried to conceal it, they failed. The news still got out.
Withered Elder, one of the Tao Family's pillars, was dead.
Gui Mingtang, a direct descendant and one of the Gui Family's mainstays, was dead.
Feng Jizu, the Feng Family's genius, was severely wounded.
Three top experts at the level of Great Sirs—two dead and one seriously injured. The three-thousand-strong allied army had retreated in disgrace. Their opponents had barely even shown themselves before finishing the battle.
On the first day the news spread, the entire Supernatural Circle of the north fell silent.
On the second day, people began discussing it.
On the third day, discussion turned into uproar.
In a teahouse in some small northern city, several low-ranking Special Ability Users gathered together and spoke in hushed voices.
"Have you heard?"
"The great families suffered a huge loss over at Ninggu City."
"What nonsense, who doesn't know? Even the Tao Family's Withered Elder fell there. He was an old monster from the previous generation, unimaginably powerful!"
"My God, are those bandits from Tiger Lian Mountain really that formidable?"
"What bandits! There must be some expert backing them. Could bandits possibly be capable of this? I wouldn't believe it even if you