Excruciating pain—yes, boundless agony flooded into Li's mind in an instant. How long had it been since he had felt such pure, physical pain? He struggled slightly, then slowly opened his eyes. Before him was...
The moon. Yes, the moon. Why was he here? What was this place?
Li forcefully shook his head and began recalling what had happened bit by bit. Earlier, he seemed to have fought someone, but he had stood no chance at all. Two Saint-rank opponents. Those two who called themselves the Supreme God's Elite Guards had completely suppressed him, and then, in an instant, a white mist had enveloped him.
Afterward, unbearable pain surged through every part of his body. By the time he came to his senses, he was lying here.
But... where was this place?
Li slowly sat up. Only then did he realize he was on a rooftop. Yes, this was the roof of a residence. They had not killed him? Logically speaking, Li had already been prepared to die back then. Yet now, it seemed they had no intention of killing him at all. Instead, they had exiled him to some unknown place.
He slowly rose to his feet. His injuries were unexpectedly mild, not even affecting his movements. So what exactly were these people trying to do? Had they merely wanted to keep him away from that besieged city?
Still, to prevent there from being any hidden problem with his body, Li began slowly using his true essence energy to inspect every part of himself. After all, his strength meant he had nothing to fear from a sudden attack. Even if someone attacked him now, he could calmly counterattack.
What Li feared was that, while they had apparently caused him no harm, they might have left behind some hidden trick