Was it because of my talent, or did the Ancient God know someone among the Shadow Race's upper ranks?
Qin Hao pondered for a moment.
If they were showing him such goodwill solely because of his talent, it did not feel quite real.
No matter how talented he was, he was not a member of the Shadow Race. Besides, the Star Sea was vast. Qin Hao did not believe there was no one in the world more talented than him.
It probably isn't the Ancient God.
If it were, Baldhead Ancient God would have told him outright. There was no need to hide it.
Then again, it might have something to do with True Lord Tianyan or the Flamefire Realm Master.
Qin Hao simply had no way of knowing.
He shook his head. Since he could not figure it out, he stopped dwelling on it. Pushing the thought aside, he headed straight for East Sun Peak.
The urgent task was to raise his cultivation first.
If both my True Self and Devouring Doppelganger break through to Marquis-Rank Creation, then when the Ten-Thousand Poisons King comes to kill me, I might be the one who kills him instead.
Killing intent flashed in Qin Hao's eyes.
This was the second time the Ten-Thousand Poisons King had tried to hunt him down. Since the man had no intention of letting him go, Qin Hao would not let him go either if the chance arose.
For Qin Hao, nothing mattered more right now than increasing his strength.
East Sun City, Main City.
"Pfft!"
Liu Dong spat out a mouthful of tea. He stared, dumbstruck, at the Shadow Race subordinate who had come to report to him.
"What did you say? The Black Robes Guard at Qin Hao's side killed a Marquis-Rank Creation expert