In the real world, inside a cultivation chamber.
Safis's eyes snapped open. Dark vortices spun wildly in the depths of his pupils.
He immediately received the intelligence report worth five million Primordial Stones through his personal terminal and began reading.
"Li Wen—a citizen of the Lanyin Junior Empire, registered only a year ago?"
The opening lines made Safis's brows knit tight. A trace of contempt had just crept onto his lips.
But the next lines froze his expression, turning it dark as a storm.
"Bone age: forty—barely arrived at Number Seven Elite Training Base in the Molo Intermediate Empire, and he already reached the eighth floor of the Heaven-Piercing Tower?!"
"That very day—at the Limit Martial Arena, he single-handedly defeated one ruler of his generation after another from Arka Imperial Star, including Ares Titan of the Titan Royal Clan, and—Isabel?!"
"—Primary law—time?!"
The report was detailed, covering Li Wen's achievements in the Moro Empire and an assessment of his potential.
The more Safis read, the uglier his expression became.
He had still clung to a sliver of hope. Perhaps Li Wen was merely some lucky fellow who had stumbled into the Source Network's inner ranks.
Perhaps Isabel had visited him out of curiosity, or because of some assignment.
But this report shattered those fantasies completely.
A man with a bone age of forty, from a junior empire, who had forged such a dazzling record in just one year.
And who had even touched the threshold of the supreme Time Law—what else could it mean that Isabel had gone to visit a man like that, alone and of her own accord?!
"Li Wen..." Safis ground the name through his teeth, every syllable steeped in icy hatred and jealous fire.
Isabel did not come from a distinguished background; the Moon Spirit Clan