As the name suggested, a Sage Angler fished for Saints.
Those around level 200 were now called Heavenly Venerables. Those above level 250 were called Great Gods. Those above level 260 were called Venerables.
Above them, at level 270, were Saints.
Countless Saints had died at the Sage Angler's hands.
He had finally met his match while hunting Gao Shanggong, and that was how he came to be imprisoned in the Eternal Silence Prison Tower.
Now, inside the Worldburst Clown, the Sage Angler sat cross-legged atop the Demoness of the Womb's head. He held a fishing rod made of bone, and a knowing smile spread across his gaunt, birdlike face. "Gao Shanggong, you didn't really think you could defeat me, did you?"
"Are you saying... you lost to me on purpose?" Gao Shanggong narrowed his eyes as he evaded the swarming Demon Imps.
The Sage Angler smiled. "Trying to draw me out? Well, the outcome's already decided. I might as well tell you, so you can die knowing why. My name... is Luo Jiu. Rama is my elder brother."
Gao Shanggong's pupils contracted sharply. In that instant, the Worldburst Clown's palm struck him. He spat a mouthful of golden blood and flew backward.
A triumphant smile crossed Fishing Saint Luo Jiu's face. He whipped his fishing rod, sending an invisible line shooting through the Worldburst Clown's ear.
He had known those words would distract Gao Shanggong. Everything was going according to plan.
Elsewhere, True Self Amateur, who had been speaking with Nameless, suddenly felt his heart lurch. He immediately released several prisoners, but every one of them burst apart. A bone fishhook pierced the bloody mist and struck True Self Amateur's heart.
It all happened in a flash.
By the time Nameless realized the Sage Angler had attacked, the fishing