Word of the battle on the outskirts of the Provincial Capital soon spread. In just two days, it had reached several surrounding cities.
A battle between Martial Artists at the Viscera Refining Stage naturally attracted particular attention.
There seemed to be only a handful of Viscera Refining Stage experts in the Provincial Capital. What exactly could have sparked such a destructive battle?
Some curious onlookers made a special trip to the site after hearing the news. The saber marks, sword marks, and all manner of gullies left throughout the mountain forest by the fighting left everyone horrified.
Just what sort of terrifying battle had taken place here to leave this entire mountain forest so devastated?
On an isolated island tens of thousands of miles from Great Xia.
The Divine Envoy opened its eyes and looked at the bloody gash that had suddenly appeared on its arm without the slightest panic. With a thought, it stopped the bleeding. Soon, the wound scabbed over, the scab fell away, and the arm returned to normal.
Its gaze froze.
Its mind was filled with that final scene of Lin Shuguang activating the [Soul Devouring Art].
"Only members of my race can learn this incantation, but am I not the last of my race in this world? Could he be one of my people too?"
For the first time, confusion flashed through the Divine Envoy's eyes.
That day.
One name disappeared from the [Divine Temple]'s kill list.
This did not attract attention.
After all, very few people who made the list survived... To everyone else, a name being crossed out could only mean that the person had already been executed by the [Divine Temple].
But [Nightmare], which knew the truth, began to wonder.
"Lin Shuguang isn't dead. Why was his name removed?"
"Could he