He was instantly dumbfounded!
This was the War God Pavilion, the place where the War God descended.
It was guarded by numerous high-ranking divinely favored ones, reinforced by all manner of barrier formations, and he, the Grand High Priest, was personally presiding over the ritual.
This was the place of baptism!
Countless defensive barriers were etched into the walls. Without his and the War God's permission, not even a mosquito could enter.
Yet in a place so heavily defended, during the baptism ritual, at the very moment the War God's gaze had descended, the god-descended one—the War God's vessel—had vanished right before his eyes?
The Grand High Priest's face twitched repeatedly.
He had sensed an immense power enveloping the entire War God Pavilion.
It was precisely the appearance of that immense power that had interrupted the ritual, causing him to suffer backlash from its disruption.
"Who was it?!"
The Grand High Priest's eyes reddened.
He gripped his scepter and twisted it hard. With a crack, the shaft came apart, revealing a sharp sword hidden within the scepter.
As a believer of the War God, the fact that he had earned the War God's favor proved that he was extraordinarily powerful.
And he truly was an unparalleled swordsman. It was simply that after becoming the Grand High Priest, he was rarely required to fight personally.
He also had to remain at the War God Pavilion at all times, listening for the War God's oracle. Unless something major happened or he received the War God's command, he would not leave.
Boom!
The moment the Grand High Priest gripped his sword, his entire aura changed.
Whoosh—
Sword qi tore through the sky.
In the distance.
One Kill slightly turned his head toward Azure Martial City. He sensed a chilling sword intent. It