Aier's divine sense stirred and spread through the valley.
"Who's there?"
To Aier's surprise, the moment his divine sense detected the presence of an Highgod, an angry shout rang in his ears.
At the same time, Aier sensed a powerful divine sense sweep over him.
Then the Highgod's presence he had sensed suddenly flared. It paused for a moment, then flew in Aier's direction.
Whoosh—
Before its owner arrived, a razor-sharp sword aura tore through the air and slashed toward Aier.
Aier reached out and grabbed at the sword aura.
Boom—
Crack, crack—
To Aier's surprise, after he caught it, the sword aura's tremendous force carved a white mark into his palm. Only after he channeled divine power was he able to crush it.
Feeling the power of the sword aura, Aier was delighted.
It was more than ten times stronger than the attacks of the Asura Prefects he had encountered before.
Could this really be the Soul Mutator I've been searching for over tens of thousands of years?
Aier was excited, unaware that his act of crushing the sword aura with his bare hand had nearly scared Flora senseless.
Are you kidding me?
She had held nothing back in that strike.
What was more, she had unleashed the sword aura with a Sovereign Artifact. Even another powerhouse on the level of an Asura Prefect would suffer grievous injuries—or worse—if they tried to take it head-on.
But what was this man in front of her?
He had crushed an attack she'd unleashed with a Sovereign Artifact using nothing but his bare hand?
Could he be an Overgod, like my Sovereign?
Thinking of the great one behind her, Flora felt a little reassured.
With that great one here, even an Overgod couldn't do anything to her.
Besides, that great one was