In Wind God City, among the many small courtyards rented out for temporary use, one stood some distance away from the City Lord Manor district.
A figure resembling a bald monk sat cross-legged there year-round. His physique closely resembled that of a human, the only difference being the armor-like scales covering his cheeks and head. Yet his features were exceptionally handsome, and the armored scales bore beautiful colored patterns.
Suddenly, a tall, powerfully built figure walked in from outside.
"Lord, this subordinate has an urgent matter to report," the big man said respectfully.
"Speak." The bald figure spoke without opening his eyes.
"Some time ago, a blade wielder suspected to possess the Emperor Blade was discovered in the city arena. I purchased a recording related to him." As the big man spoke, the bald man could not help opening his eyes.
It was as though time and space churned within his eyes—deep and vast.
He took the crystal sphere from the big man and immediately sent his divine sense into it. He clearly saw the battle between Luo Feng and Tian Heng Wang that day.
Although the recording only reproduced part of the aura, it was already clear enough to the bald man.
"It truly resembles the Emperor Blade. The probability exceeds ninety percent. This is Wind God's territory, and his subordinates will certainly be able to recognize it as well. If Wind God sees him, he will surely recruit him into Wind God City. If we dare snatch him away, we may provoke Wind God's displeasure. But if an Emperor Blade can truly awaken and take control in the Future, what does offending Wind God matter? Duo Wen, find him. I want to meet him," the bald lord ordered directly.
"He is still residing in Wind God City. I