Deva Path hovered silently in the night sky, his calm eyes fixed on the barbecue restaurant before him.
Although Thousand Faces had concealed his aura once more, Deva Path had long since locked onto his target. With Thousand Faces's abilities, escaping Deva Path's pursuit was nothing more than a fool's dream.
Sensing Thousand Faces standing motionlessly behind the door, Deva Path frowned. He had no interest in playing a staring game with this thing. Something unusual had already happened on Asura Path's side. If nothing unexpected occurred, that whatever-the-hell-it-was would awaken soon.
At that thought, impatience appeared on Deva Path's face. He extended his right hand, and with a thought—
"Banshō Ten'in!"
Deva Path's indifferent voice rang out, followed by an endless force of attraction bursting from his palm.
"Bang!"
The barbecue restaurant's door shattered instantly, revealing the terrified Thousand Faces inside.
Feeling the immense pulling force on his body, Thousand Faces could no longer bother concealing himself. Seventh-tier spiritual power erupted from his body.
But with Thousand Faces's little strength, how could he possibly resist Deva Path's Banshō Ten'in? His body was instantly yanked into the air and flew rapidly toward Deva Path.
"Right Protector, no, don't!!"
As he looked at Deva Path's strange mask, the black Fire Cloud Robe patterned with red clouds, and that increasingly familiar figure, Thousand Faces's face filled with terror. He had remembered Deva Path's identity.
After all, Deva Path had once been summoned by Lin Yu during the Eight-District Martial Tournament. Thousand Faces had studied the tournament footage countless times, so naturally, he recognized Deva Path.
"Bang!!"
With a loud crash, Deva Path's hand clamped tightly around Thousand Faces's neck like an iron hoop, and Thousand Faces's face instantly turned red.
The original body should be interested in this kid's ability, right?
Deva