Those claw marks, deep enough to expose bone, exuded a savagery that spanned countless ages, and the temperature throughout the Main Hall dropped.
Ji Chen's face turned deathly pale. He stared fixedly at the erased, blank area, his body trembling uncontrollably with lingering fear.
"Token Master, this... this aura... shares the same source as that great demon in the East Sea Abyss..."
His voice was dry and strained. As master of the Heavenly Strategy Pavilion, his analytical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people. At that moment, towering waves were already surging through his mind.
The Heavenly Patrol Guards' methods were concealment and misdirection, leaving behind a trap that seemed ingenious but was, in truth, lethal.
These claw marks, however, were pure, undisguised destruction and violence!
Could there be another force besides the Heavenly Patrol Guards? Or did the Heavenly Patrol Guards contain a terrifying faction capable of forcibly destroying even a mural forged from Immortal Court Law?
"It seems the Heavenly Patrol Guards aren't a single slab of iron either."
Old Ancestor Cangwu tightened his grip on the Dark-Gold Long Sword, his eyes gloomy and his face full of wariness.
In the aura lingering within the claw marks, he sensed a purer, more primal malice.
"These bastards feared whatever was being nurtured in this mural so much that they were willing to destroy it completely just to erase it!"
Ji Chen forced himself to calm down and approached the mural. Avoiding the claw marks, he carefully studied the remaining pathways along which energy had flowed.
As the leader of the Heavenly Strategy Pavilion, analyzing intelligence was instinctive to him.
After a while, he raised his head, excitement and uncertainty mingling in his eyes.
"Token Master, Senior Cangwu, judging by these surviving pathway diagrams and the records in the Heavenly