Main Family Continent, outskirts of the Royal City.
A figure sped along at breakneck speed.
It was a divine art clone Natsume had left behind earlier.
It had originally been intended for support, or as a vessel for casting the Projection Divine Art.
But now that the main body had safely withdrawn, this clone could be used to take risks and gather intelligence.
At this moment, the clone was racing toward the [Royal Palace], intending to see how everything would end.
Perhaps it might even be lucky enough to save [King Asura]?
After all, this clone could use a few divine arts for escaping with its life.
Even if it could not save him, observing more of [King Zhenruo]'s fighting style and abilities and sending back more intelligence would still be worthwhile.
To be safe, Natsume casually captured a Royal Family warrior and attached himself to him.
Only then did he control the man and reenter the [Royal Palace] area.
The moment he entered, he saw another horrifying sight.
High in the sky, [King Asura]'s chest had been pierced through by [King Zhenruo], all life force within him shredded away.
He then fell straight from the sky, plunging into the deep, pitch-black opening below.
Until he vanished completely from sight.
Good lord.
A dignified generation's [King Asura] had just kicked the bucket like that?
It had not even been two minutes since his clone rushed over, right?
Was the gap between kings really this vast?
Then again, not everyone could be compared to a freak like King Zhenruo.
If the path of intelligence ascending to godhood had not been blocked, he would likely have become a True God long ago.
As King Asura's corpse fell into the deep hole, Natsume's clone hesitated over whether to enter and take a