If You Won't Come, I Will!

Compared to the various factions refreshing their impressions of An Jing and realizing his strength was abnormally excessive, the Tianyi Demonic Sect side delved much deeper into the essence of the matter.

"Heh."

The Nether Patrol Envoy, through the Lone Moon Sword Master who had been killed by An Jing in a single punch, witnessed An Jing's performance from start to finish.

On the faceless head of this Four Directions Patrol Envoy, who was already no longer human, an abstract yet expressive arc of a smile appeared: "Just as expected... Evil Qi of the Five Elements cannot invade him, he fears no Devilish Qi, and even... he can swallow Yin and Yang; it seems he can even utilize a sliver of Spiritual Energy."

"If it were other factions, they would likely still be wondering at this moment why this An Jing is so strong, why he can fight many at once, and how he can emerge victorious with almost no injuries, suffering only minor flesh wounds. But for us, the reason is already very clear..."

Closing his eyes, the Nether Patrol Envoy pondered in silence: "He is not the [Lord of the World], and naturally, he is not the [Heavenly Emperor Venerable]."

"Then, it must be the [Naturalist] or [Nothingness Born]... The Naturalist has some clues, but could it be, Nothingness Born?"

As for the Seven Killings Tribulation?

Even if the Nether Patrol Envoy guessed that An Jing was the new sixth Heavenly Fate, he would never think of this possibility—one must know that An Jing's parents were still alive, and not many of his relatives or friends had died; he had only lost some fellow disciples at Xuanming Manor, and that was at the hands of their own Divine Cult.

If a Seven Killings Tribulation resulted in the death